Sitting alone.
Sitting here knowing life goes on,
Even if I won't.
Sitting here wondering when it will all end.
Wondering when the screaming in my head will end.
Wondering when the lies will end.
Wondering when the pounding in my head will stop.
Wondering when the walls will come crashing down around me.
Wondering when the tears will finally flow from my eyes.
Wondering when the end of time will come.
Wondering when the end will come.
Wondering...
Sitting here wondering as the blood spills from this gaping wound...
Wondering as my life slowly fades,
Will anyone care?
Will anyone miss me?
Would the world stop for him because I'm dead?
Probably not, but I'd like to think he'd care.
Wondering if I would even cared if my last drop of blood flowed from my gash.
I laugh at the face of death as it takes my hand and leads me to a path.
As we walk I don't look back...
I smile and I wonder,
Was this what I lived for?
Was this all?
My life was meaningless...
And will he care that my spirit has left my body... and that it was my fault?
Will my death be the death of him too?
Some selfish part of me wants him to die inside...
But then, did I really love him if I want him to suffer?
Sitting here knowing life goes on,
Even if I won't.
Sitting here wondering when it will all end.
Wondering when the screaming in my head will end.
Wondering when the lies will end.
Wondering when the pounding in my head will stop.
Wondering when the walls will come crashing down around me.
Wondering when the tears will finally flow from my eyes.
Wondering when the end of time will come.
Wondering when the end will come.
Wondering...
Sitting here wondering as the blood spills from this gaping wound...
Wondering as my life slowly fades,
Will anyone care?
Will anyone miss me?
Would the world stop for him because I'm dead?
Probably not, but I'd like to think he'd care.
Wondering if I would even cared if my last drop of blood flowed from my gash.
I laugh at the face of death as it takes my hand and leads me to a path.
As we walk I don't look back...
I smile and I wonder,
Was this what I lived for?
Was this all?
My life was meaningless...
And will he care that my spirit has left my body... and that it was my fault?
Will my death be the death of him too?
Some selfish part of me wants him to die inside...
But then, did I really love him if I want him to suffer?
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