Air escapes these punctured lungs,
Far too fast,
With too much ease,
Eager to leave,
This broken body,
Riddled with pain,
Blood flows,
Anxiously,
Far too anxiously,
Through these brittle veins,
And fresh, bleeding wounds,
But I won't,
I won't end the pain,
If you ask me to stay,
Though staying kills me anyway,
Slowly but surely,
Inevitably, hopelessly,
I will endure it,
To stop your tears,
Falling, crashing,
Through the cracks of the earth