If this heart stopped beating,
Would anyone care...

If only they knew how the world
Turns to gray...

It was everything he stole from me
And every part of me he took...

So lay me down to sleep tonight
And watch the night glaze over light...

This, this pen, it is not real
And this, this paper I scarcely feel...

Falling gently into despair
Searching for the slightest tear...

When we're left in this world to wallow and crawl
And nothing is there but blank blackened walls...

Used to play with the boy just down the street
We'd play all day long, on the concrete...

A silent vow, eternal bet, the time goes by...
The metronome of living life, solid as a steady...

Drowning, drowning in a pool of blood.
Deep, yet not so deep that my outstretched feet...

Sometimes the world is too black to record
Some things are just too often ignored...

Here in my hands, I hold the meaning of life.
It's not much. A bit of writing scrawled upon a...