The Darker Thoughts of me, Not sorry.

I wish there was something I could say.

I wish there was something I could say that would put the life back in my heart,
I wish there was something I could say that would let you in, without tearing you apart.
I wish there was something to say that would make it okay to just give up.
There's nothing to say, that can heal this pain, without reopening the cut.

I bleed into you, halfway to to top, I bled all of me, after halfway you walked away not asking me to stop, pouring onto the floor, you never closed the tap. Behind me you came, batting the back of my skullcap.
Dying on the floor, I take a look back up. I love you dear, I don't know what I did, but I can tell you've hade enough. Goodbye my love. I whispered back and left.