"These tears are for joy"

A letter to no one

Dear disconnected phone,
I'm sorry but I'm bleeding.
I'm bleeding through my finger.
I'm bleeding only because,
I broke a pointless promise.

It's only a tiny cut.
A pointless tiny cut.
A cut that doesn't matter,
a tiny bleeding cut.

I know you wouldn't mind,
I'm sure you wouldn't mind.
I doubt you even care.
Not like your bleeding right.

It only hurts a little.
It burns inside the shower.
I love the way it sizzles..
the pain in every hour.

Pain is always true,
happiness...it can lie.
I'm tired of living reality..
but I'm tired of living a lie.

May one day I die on purpose,
or maybe by accident too.
I hope when that day comes,
My soul stops loving you.

Because if I still love you,
I'll care so then I'll cry.
Alone with your happy ending.
Happy ending when I die.

I wonder why people so special,
Tend to hurt and lie.
I wonder why people so careless,
Make it hard-to say goodbye.

My eyes, they are discharged.
From crying for you all night.

The boy who never came to me to say "my love, goodnight."

My eyes, they're finally discharged. I prayed this day will come.

Now my organs start to fail..and you won't stop me, hun.

Because, I must continue-what I started.
What I started makes more sense...

To end a slow..pain forever

Don't bother to wake me up..

I'm tired of waking up..
In your stupid fantastic dimension.
Nothing fantastic ever lasts long.
I'm tired of that "comprehension"

If you want to kill me just kill me!!
But please..do it very slow..
Because..if we waste some time..

By the end is the day I will go.