Drip, drop, drip, drop.
The crimson tears fall from atop.
Representing my pain and sorrow,
other's happiness I've always had to borrow.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.
The tears hit the floor with a plop.
The pain is like a temporary high,
in this world built on a lie.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.
The tears roll nonstop.
I have no one to go to,
this lonely feeling is not new.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.
The tears turn into a raindrop.
I feel my mind slowly slipping,
as I hear the rain dripping.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.
I change the cutting pattern now, bottom to top.
I'm going back home,
no longer on this Earth will I roam.

Drip, drop, drip, drop.
The tears flow to the ground, sloshing like a wet mop.

My poor baby.
Why have you left my heart so achy?
You had so much to live for,
you were golden down to the core.

My poor baby.
You left my vision blurry.
Why did you leave your poor mother?
I loved you like no other.

My poor baby.
I feel so guilty.
Where was I when you needed help?
I did not even hear your sad yelp.

My poor baby.
Could I have saved you? Just maybe...
You had so many that loved you.
You did not even bid me adieu.

My poor baby.
I'm getting dizzy.
You took your own life,
You beat Death and took his scythe.

My poor baby.
I miss you madly.