Tragedy is a Memory...
A book written on my arms...
Working towards Death...
The blood dried and gorey...
Razor-Kissed and Pained...
I'm only getting worse...Set the Alarms.
Let me see only you, none the rest.
And the worst part is...
I'm Crying in Shame.
When you say my name
In that tone of Voice.
Angry...Dissappointed...Fear.
Darling you make me
Shed many a tear...
Crying in Shame.
The blood is still falling
But lesser now...
I learned how to Love...
You showed me how.
I've learned not to Fail...
My manner has become less Frail.
All thanks to you...
This much is true...
But the Worst part is...
I'm crying in Shame...
When you speak my name
With anger in your Voice.
I must give up, I have
No possible Choice...
I'm crying in Shame...
You make me feel
So damn Lame...
When you say my name...
But I Love You.
And I'll Cry In Shame.
To Make You Happy.