My hands are full of your blood
And as I kneel beside your body
My eyes are covered by the darkness
My emotions hidden
I close my eyes
Wishing I wasn't here
I'll just go home and sleep a while
Breathe in---I can smell your death
There is no place to hide you
What do I do with what I have done?
Slipping away
So I dig a little deeper
Try to find what I was looking for
And did you know....your heart was still warm....
No one can read my expressions
Though I've made them easy to see
Thought filled eyes
Covered by the darkness
Everything is hidden
And your blood is on my hands
No one can interupt my play
You lay...in a dark side street
Blood dripping....from your wounds
Like my wounds
Couldn't hear your silent screams
Couldn't see your eyes plead
No one could
Now where do I hide you?
Where do I hide what I have done?
Nothing I can do
So I'll just float away
I'll leave you....I'll leave me....My body
On the street
As I melt into the night
A spirit now.
this is about a soul kneeling beside it's body after it has committed suicide & realizing it didn't really want to die. M897
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