the infamy of a story never told.

why is his face here
watch me as i go to bed
bed of my emotions
tears they stain my sheets red

why do we sleep by each other yet we're miles apart
why is it i love you but i could break your heart

tell me the lies of mine
white but stained so red with blood
guilt eats my heart alive
secrets they still whisper aloud

wanting the best i end up causing me the worst
why do i feel this feeling inside me outburst

hold on the blade of life
hold me near and hold me tight
whisper that u love me so
that u have to just let me go

i can feel the heat trickle down right from my throat
i know that its not your fault fate played us both

grave of my desire
i lie here cold but still awake
my breath is just out of luck
but im breathing for my lovers sake

i will wait every year for u to come see me
bring me flowers no i dont want them to be dead

plant them in a field
grow them with your love and care
once they are blooming
unrest me here and rest me there

ill provide them with water that seeps from my veins
and u will see the leaves turn red from agony and pain

i will be the infamy
of a story that was never told
of the skin so warm and pressed
against the soil so damp and cold

emotions i reaped and emotions i sowed
wretched emotions only my bed will know.