It's a rich, rich red

The color of a rose

The liquid running down my head

The rich fluid rushing out my nose

I lay in your arms

The tears landing on my face

But you are free from harm

And another will take my place

You ask why I did such a task

That you were never worth it

I laugh weakly and my mask

The mask I wear chips bit by bit

You see the pain so evident

My tears finally showing

I say the next with confidence

The words now freely flowing

I will never hesitate to do it again

To make sure you are safe

And now I must go, your heart will mend

I'll be waiting in that Heavenly place

You beg me not to go

That I have more to give

I say if that is so

I don't regret cutting off my life short as long as you will live