Bloody Love

Walking in the kitchen
I grabbed the knife
Tears streamed down my face
No way to stop them
Already dying inside so why even go on?
I thought of you one last time
The way you held me
The way you made me feel
But that was all gone now
All I had left was my tears and pain
I smiled for them
But now I'm tired of trying
Tired of lying
I lifted the knife and let the blood flow
Stopped thinking of you
It only brought more pain
The knife didn't kill me
You did