The Right Answer.

The one way, to relieve the pain you had caused me.

I watch at the blood runs down.

It feels so wrong, yet it relieves the pain you had gave me.

Everything just disappears as I cut deeper.

Deeper and deeper into the wound.

The blood seeping down into my hands.

Getting darker with every drop.

You promised you wouldn't leave me.

You promised you wouldn't hurt me.

You promised me the world.

And all I got was 'we were never mean to be.'

Well now you get my answer.

You were right, we weren't.

Because I do deserve better, better the you will ever be.

Better then the man who I once loved.