You said you loved me.

In your note of suicide

You said you forgave me

For all my childish lies.



You said it was meant to be

For hating me.

I sat there looking at you

wondering inside what to do.



I gave in.

I collapsed to the floor.

feeling my sins

Being torn.



You said you were sorry.

As I held the blade to your heart

I said I forgave you.

Only by taking your part.



I dropped the blade.

My hands covered with jade.

I watched you fall

Seeing the images of what you saw.



You hit the floor.

Blood spewed forth.

I creased a smile

seeing the blood upon the tile.



I tied you up

And hid you away.

Hiding you from the world today.



And now you lay

In my cafe.

Hiding under the floor boards.

Tied with cords.



Sometimes I can smell you.
Sometimes I see you.

Your my little lie.

I hide until I die.

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