Before I go , allow me to say thank you.
Thank you for introducing me to depression , we finally met.
At least she is here unconditionally.
She went down on one knee , forced a ring on my finger.
She said she is here to stay.

I hope you smile when you see how broken I am.
The mess I am should be beautiful to you , it's your work of art after all.
I showed you my wounds.
I told you their stories.
We sat down and counted my scars.
You bought knives , I thought you were ready to be a wife.
Now the silver is tinted by the blood leaking from my back.
I left the knives hanging , I wish to have you back , so you can thrust them deeper.
I'm running out of places where the bruises and cicatrices hide.
I'm keeping the blood safe , mixing it with my tears hoping to give you a sip.
I hope you get drunk swallowing my pain and my emotions.
Before I go , thank you, for teaching me how to live without a heart.

Congratulations you've made it to the hall of fame for heart breakers.
I'm in need of some fixing but I will never be the same.
What can I pay for my sanity.
Please rejoice for I am walking lifeless.
Mount my heart on your wall.
Celebrate my emptiness.
Drink to my nightmares and my sleepless nights.
Tell your friends you destroyed me , do it with a smile.
I'm trying to hang on but I feel a tombstone calling.
I feel myself fading.

Before I go , Thank you for showing me what love is not.
Thank you for the countless crakes on my soul.
© CRAD