Songs and more

Ronnie Dunn We All Bleed Red
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElCIGdLx4UM

Fuckin Perfect Pink
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocDlOD1Hw9k

The slow drip...... the next slash, the stream.... and then the
smell.
Crimson until it turns dark brown then black on the towel, on the
chair, on the rug.
The puddle and then the stain grows.
It's fascinating watching the life drip drip drip at first then spurt
then it fades.
I care no more to stop it, it continues to drain the life force from
me and I feel faint..........
I only want the nothingness now. The pain of it all is too much and
the color of red seems to fill my every sense. I hear the heart
pound....... I feel the weakness, I smell the odor and I taste the
blood in my mouth. I see the dark dark color of it all around.
I feel the life flowing out of me.
Now I'm awake again and the bandages cannot be seen this time. The
places of the wounds aren't visible now as the white night gown
covers them. The white of the sheets cover the gown and the redness
is covered with the white bandages.
Where am I? How did I get here? She says I called to say good-bye
as the pain was too much but I don't remember. She says she was on
the phone with me when I passed out. Why, I asked did you call? You
knew of my pain. You knew of my ache.
"You called to say good-bye and I wasn't ready for you to leave me to
go forward without you. I was selfish. I wanted you here with me to
continue teaching me and helping me to help myself. You loved me
when others didn't. You believed in me when others didn't. You held
the hope for me when I couldn't hold it for myself. I want to do
that for you now."
"But I don't want it back. I don't want the hope again only to have
it stricken from me over and over. I cannot believe again as it
hurts too much. If it happens again, let me go. If I call, please
say good-bye and let me go. If it's selfish, I'm sorry, but the pain
is too much. I cannot do enough to make the pain go away. I cannot
heal enough not to feel the pain. I want to go home where it's quiet
and tranquil and there is nothing..... I want to leave this place for
it isn't a place for gentle spirits. I cannot continue to fight,
it's too much....... Please, let me go and plant a rose for me as my
spirit flies away where a breeze blows and a star shines. Love me
enough to let me go."