drown.

he loves me

he loves me not

he loves me

he loves me...not

I.

run

run further.

anywhere just to escape this dreaded room.

filled with flowers so ready to bloom.

II.

climb

climb further.

you're almost at the top of the cliff.

no one will find you if you are swift.

III.

lean

lean further.

stare into the deep ocean abyss.

simply longing for his dead, cold kiss.

IV.

stare

stare further.

doesn't the moons dancing light look pleasant?

as it sings to you in the shape of a crescent.

V.

cry

cry further.

the tears will fall in the ocean too.

as sirens cold grasps keep them safe for you.

VI.

think

think further.

a midnight swim doesn't sound too bad.

surely they know it's only because you're sad.

VII.

late

too late.

crashing down you go.

the railing won't keep you from what's below.

VIII.

fall

fall further.

now you know how it feels to fly.

silently through the deep night sky.

IX.

crash

crash further.

the cold water pierces you, as you fall from rather high.

i'm sorry to say, but it's too late for good bye.

X.

die

die further.

it's simpler this way.

i'm sure he'll just forget you someday.

... i love you

he will say,

petal in hand

maybe he will mourn on your funeral day?