• Let the black tears pour
    out of my eyes
    into their sea.
    Hear them sing their song
    of misery and torture.

    Let the red tears flow
    down my hand
    and fall off my fingertips.
    Hear my wrists tell of horrible stories
    of everlasting darkness
    that comes to life.

    Let the knife fall
    out of my hand
    and onto the floor.
    Watch me drift
    silently into
    a comfortable sleep
    never to be disturbed.