A single tear escapes my eye
As my heart and soul cry,
For the gift of life,
Has been taken from me,
Now I must set my dreams free.

As my screams of denial and pain,
Streak across the night,
I fall down into the rain,
As I question my sanity and life.

Voices screech inside my head,
Berating my choices in men,
I step out onto the black road,
Dressed in nothing but blood and white,
A cars swerves past me as it flies around the bend,
It is then in that time of near death,
That I cry and plea,
As the voices crowd in on me.

I crawl across the ground,
Screaming at the blackened sky,
The boundaries of my body had been broken,
My heart and soul forever lost,
Buried with him six feet under,
His body fell and crashed like thunder,
Never to be found.

I lashed out as he yelled and hit me,
He never saw the glint of the blade,
He never saw the hints of pain,
He never saw the tampon box,
So I hit him from behind like a sly, clever fox.

So to all you men,
Who have a strong backhand,
Just remember when you turn around,
PMS will knock you down.