Subtle markings in view,
You turn my palm to sky,
And sigh,
You take one look,
Then catch my eye,
I see that look,
The pity there,
Or is it fear?
I can't let it show,
This hurts me too,
I don't want this anger,
Don't want the fear,
Shouldn't cause you grief,
Or worthless tears,
Just let me be,
I'll try to live,
These subtle markings bold today,
The silver turned to red,
As I stare at you,
Lifeless,
Today I wake up dead.