The sky is dark gray
and no one is around
the streets are all empty
i am alone in this small town.

I wipe away the tears
that seem to always fall
a never ending stream
expressing feelings of vanity to all.

The rain starts coming down
and the streets start to flood
the knife runs across the wrists
and they become smeared with my own blood.

The blood drips away
out of my tired, bleeding veins
and i sit there staring
watching, filled with loads of pain.

I feel it tingle
as the blood runs out of me
the anger leaks out with the blood
i feel better now, you see

I let out a scream
the pain goes away
and all the world
it all starts to fade.

It all became so clear
and what i did was bad
for i realize it wasnt i who had screamed
it was my brother that had

My little brother who found his sister dead
As she lied there, bleeding in her bed.