I still have your name tattooed on my heart,
I still have our memories burned into my mind,
And I still have your radiance in my eyes.

So I hold suppressive fire on all these emotions,
Hide them, try to kill them,
Keep them at bay,
And, unfortunately, succeed.

They die as they lived,
Drowning in my tears and blood.
They scream as they disappear,
Ever wondering what might've been.

Oh, why did you do it?
Why did you sentence them to this?
Why did you push me back into my
Sad and lonely comfort?

What could've possibly driven you
To such drastic actions and words?
Who could've possibly convinced you
That there was no hope?

I spent nights crying,
Days dying,
Hours bleeding,
Cutting every part of me that cared for you.

But for some reason,
No razor could slice through those tough bastards.
They refused to die,
And today, still live.

Half of me moves on, half of me stays
With the idea of you I shouldn't keep.
But they just won't die!
The skin just won't break!

Your misery pains me deeply,
Deeper still, due to
These frozen over emotions,
Never breathing, yet ever living.

I know that,
Given time, and enough dosage,
They can perish.
But...can I let them go?

I'll have to.

So I'll stand here,
With our blood on my hands,
With our tears on the ground,
And burn it all,

Just like you did before.