One last drop
On the parchment
One last ink blob
To smear
I don't want to do this
Say goodbye
But you and I both know
I have to
Eyes are red
Fingers bloody
One last drop
I tell myself
One last drop
I scream
Only one more
I'll allow myself
Only one more
My dear
The parchment is ripped
Words are sharp and blurred
No one can know what I write
One last tear
I tell myself
One last tear
To shed
I'll pick myself up
Dry my pretty little eyes
And move on
Warriors don't cry
I'm not weak
I am strong
I want to be
And so I shall
One last tear
To cleanse my face
One last tear
To cry
Goodbye...
