Secrets

It’s pretty darn sad
When u answer just to hang up.
I hope you are really glad
That you’ve broken my heart up

Into thousands of really small parts
All because you won’t even answer my call.
You’re too busy tending to all the other hearts.
I hope you know that every night I bawl.

My eyes bleed the tears.
My wrists bleed the blood.
As the pain and damage gets more severe
My tears cause a flood.

My life flashes before my eyes
As a deep pool of blood appears
I’d rather not say goodbyes
Because I couldn’t handle all the tears.

All of a sudden I hear a scream.
My mom has found me.
I wake up from my dream
And my secrets lie within my memory.