Blood On The Bedsheet

Look into my eye and lie to me As I lay bleeding at your hand Through all these tears only red I see And Ive crumbled from where I stand Love you more and less each day As I see my fear reflect from the blade Wanting to be in every word you say The perfect figure that you lovingly made Lash out and and grab in little doubt Hold me close and dont let me go Silence my voice and i'll internally shout As I watch the blood start to flow Its falling on the lover's bed In patterns of an artists vision Im screaming for everything that you said Your words speared with wounding precision Catch me instead of just standing there I need some cure thats not been found Soften your eyes and pretend that you care For im crying with muted sound I take one last look and stare at the sheet The bloodstains wont ever be removed Taking one last breath I lie in defeat And pray that my soul shall be soothed.