Drip Drop

If this is life,
I'm better off dead,
Blood baptized knife,
By those words said.

I've done all in my power,
To reach your hand,
A sweet taste gone sour,
Isn't life grand?

Promises never meant much,
Rules broken leave me sore,
Traditions practiced are such,
Leaving my heart on the floor.

Broken pieces litter my eyes,
Forgotten words for him to pierce,
A morbid chaotic lullaby,
Haunts my thoughts so fierce.

I knew from the start,
that you lived for ignorance,
You stole my heart,
But he stole your innocence.

Tick tock, tick tock,
Will you come to see?
Drip drop, drip drop,
Stop before blood buries me.

Tick tock, tick tock,
Time is running true,
Drip drop, drip drop,
All this pain for you.