Fallen Once More

I am bleeding again.  Waiting for the end I try and fail.  My love has been taken from me and may never be returned.  Suicide embraces my mind while I search for an answer to why this has happened to me.  My tears are not drying and I can feel my soul slipping into the abyss.   Slowly slipping into the unknown and the peacefulness of silence, I fall.   I watch myself fall and I think that this cannot be it.  This cannot be how it happens.  I try to pray but hear nothing.  My life is composed of truth and lies, violence and embrace, love and hate?  If this balance exists then why is my chest on the floor, why is my head spinning, why is my heart throbbing and my eyes burning?  Most importantly, why am I bleeding again.