They Won't Stop

I can't make you happy anymore.

My life was devoted
To making everyone happy.
Now I've done the opposite,
And I can't fix everything anymore.

The puddle of blood is growing around me

I'm so sorry
That I can't save everyone.
But right now
I can't even save myself.

I hold his present to my chest- the bracelet is slowly becoming stained red

It doesn't hurt anymore.
Each cut for each person
I was unable to help,
To save.

Everything has a blurry haze to it now. . .The tears on my cheeks belong to the living being I used to be. Each drop holds the life I'm letting go.

A shard of my breaking heart and spirit.

Now all I can do is say
Goodbye. . .

And hope that when I'm gone. . .

I'll finally have made you all happy. . .

Because the blood and tears won't ever stop now.