We've smashed this wall, and the bricks barely gave, now we're lying in critical times for us both. One breath is a plea for a painless life, and the next for a quick end to a painful death. To hear your words but not know their meaning brings me to the point of slitting the worlds throat. Sometimes it gets so painful I wish they'd all die. Then I turn around and thinkg maybe other eyes exist, but none amount to the salt in my wounds.
I wish you'd choke on the tears you cause, or drown in the river you've cried. Or maybe the one I've cried for you...