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Where do you go when I am dying? When I am crying because I am dying where are you hiding? I die when you tell me good by and you don't have the time to stay and ask why I am crying and dying. The death is on the inside though the pain of it feels so really like a stab in the chest, but it is not a stab in the chest it is a stab in the back. When I am crying and dying you always seem to be hiding but when you are crying and dying I am never hiding why am I always dying? Crying and dying dying and crying even if I am not dying you can still see me crying, crying because I see you dying and I try to sooth your crying. Do you die when you see me die do you die when you see me cry, why, why do we cry when we die we should cry and die when we see others crying and dying dying and crying. When you walk away I seem to say, why do you leave me to cry and die? I always thought if I died I would not cry but would you cry or die inside I would cry and die if you died and cryed. You keep me grounded but not for long not when I am crying and dying dying and crying why am I trying I am just crying crying because I am dying. Where do you go why do you leave leave when I am crying and dying? Why do you leave in my hour of need when my heart is like an autume leafe that crumbles and brakes underneath your feat? I do not wish to leave when you need a shoulder to lean on and a warm voice to tell you that you will not be like me a broken autem leafe.
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That one would work best if we go with the double suicide.