Invisible

Do you see me standing here?

Do you hear my cries?

Do you see my tears?

Can you hear me call you?

Can you see me reaching for you?

Can you see the blade in my hand

Would you be able to smell the blood?

Would you be able to taste the fear, the death?

Would you be able to touch the red cuts on my arms?

This is for you, my Invisible Lover.

These words are yours to keep

My broken heart is sealed in my pen, my blade

I'm doing this for you, my Invisible Lover

You have others, I have none; it's better for you if I go

My Invisible Lover...

I can see you, but...

Can you see me?

Note: So, I wrote this on the spur of the moment...I was kinda bored, but I was also kinda provoked to write something depressing...sorry if it sucked.

BFQ