You're gone now.
Nothing we can do to revive you.
Blood still seeps from the open wound.
Tears and blood stain your face.
Tears?
You knew your murderer.
I want to bury you
But reality sets in.
Have to avenge your death.
Then I notice the blood on my hands
How could I?
How could I be so cold-hearted to watch you slowly leave this Earth?
Inadvertently murdered my best friend, my brother, my love.

Resurrected.
Everything's fine again.
We smile and you hold me.
But something is different.
And it hits me hard.
Just like the knife you just stabbed me with.
I'm not crying for because it's you.
Doing this to me.
But you leave without watching or trying to revive me.
I'm positive I'm gone for good this time.