A Nosebleed Waiting to Happen.

Am I just dreaming that I'm alright?
Or is this the whole new me,
A former shadow standing out in the warmth of the sun?
I beg and plead that I hurt no one.
These streets could scream and it would never make a difference to me.
I'm sorry.
I am just so goddamn sorry for what happened.
I never got a long with your brother.
Beg him forgiveness for me,
And I'll never say a word about this to another person again.
It hurts when I am breathing.
It only ends when I fall asleep.
This ear hasn't heard a fucking thing in the longest time.
When will it be time to let me go?
If it's the end for me,
God damn it, just fucking let me know.