Do you believe you can cry tears of blood <br />That are so hot they hurt as they fall down your cheeks <br />Mixed with sweat as you burn up away in the heat <br />Of your heart screaming from an overdose of feeling <br />When everything you do and everything you try <br />Is to make these tears seep out, bubbling lava <br />If you lose your thoughts just enough that you know you won’t feel <br />You realize that living is not worth it anymore <br />So you cry just to let yourself know you still feel <br />Even though you’ve been feeling the entire time <br />A symptom of regression of your militant disease <br />That lets you know you are dying though your heart keeps beating <br />For this fatal sickness that breeds right inside you <br />The only cure is love, so please start trying <br />To find your heart, your love, it’s been there all along <br />While your sadness has prevented you from truly existing.<br /><br />Christopher's Dead<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/letter-to-myself-6/
