Carve.

Days after you left me, abandoned me.
After the numb nights and fearful days.
Every moment, each day. Reliving those memories to this place.
With you here, its hard to not see your smile.
In the history of this place, lying here in my arms.
Without you here, Its hard to breathe.
You searched tears in my eyes.
But that wall's not thick and dried.
My eyes have dried, yes I cried.
Blood stains on the night stand, I fought it.
My haunted dream, you're here again but I'm over it.
The lights flicker when I'm high.
High of your hate, sinking in deep.
Living in this shithole, I almost consider hellhole.
I drop those blades, It makes me mental.
But I carve your name, not on my skin.
In these walls made of clay.
My feelings tey potray.
Like your hate for this fark,
It glows in the dark.