Words Etched into my soul, leaving scars as they bleed Crimson
Though I try and cry out desperately, but no ones there to listen
Bleeding out now i feel nothing, nothing but pain so cold
Almost numb and almost gone, Defenseless with nothing to hold
Show me how to end this, end this horror that is me
Lay you're hand on me one last time, make me see what I'm supposed to be
Taking the fall without any rope, off the edge with nothing at all
Falling faster and faster, Nothing left to break my fall
The end is so near, and I feel its dark embrace
One last breath before silence in death, I whisper you're name in faith
If I should come back, will I be able to see what is is you see
Would it even matter if I was blind? No.... I will follow while you lead
Maybe then angels would cry, and maybe then.... i wont want to die
"If I should come back, will I be able to see what is is you see"
[If I should come back, will I be able to see what IT is you see]
"Maybe then angels would cry, and maybe then.... i wont want to die"
[Maybe then angels would cry, maybe then I WOULDN'T want to die]
I'm not sure who 'you' is referring to in this poem. And exactly what it is you want to see. But life is a good thing, even through the trials we go through and ill-thought choices we make. I'm sure you realize that though. I'll pray for you, darling. To stay safe and sane.