Passion of Pain

And passion cannot be expressed this way
I'm hurting and I want to die
I want to scream and pull out my hair
I want to cry
I want to be able to just cry
If tears could make it go away, maybe, just maybe I would
cry all day

And passion, passion to cry, burns away
And again, I just want to die
It aches. My eyes are dry, but I just want to cry
Those vulnerable places, aching for something abrasive
I slide it down hard
I can't cry.  Why?
The blood is so red.
It's drops drip on my bed
I feel dizzy in my head

And passion, passion for pain wanes
and I can't cry
I want to die
I want you to hold me
I want to be able to cry
I want someone to love me
No, I want to die