• I sit with you in a dark room.
    Just the two of us.
    I try to lookk at your face,
    but it is to dark to see.
    The silence makes me want to cry.
    Because I rather hear your voice.
    So close yet so far.
    The silence is my punishment,
    for what I did to you.
    So you hear the tears and blood,
    fall to the floor.
    You just ignore me,
    and pretend not to care.
    Then you a thump on the floor.
    I lay there in my blood and tears.
    You blame yourslef.
    I wish you would not.
    But when the dark goes away,
    they find two bodies in the red.