Cutting like a razor, the silence takes hold
Replacing this artificial confidence with nothing...
It seems like every mirror's broke',
your face always looking back at me...
The air had an edge to it
A blade in the heart of it...
Jimmy was a little orphan boy
In the basement he found a toy...
Goodnight, Sleep Tight,
Let your body take rest and your mind take control...
Simple little poems,
jokes etched in a wrist...
The bleach falls to the ground
Spilling free, cleaning dirt...
Attention to detail
in a white washed, smoothed out room...
Why
Why do I care...
Peaceful thoughts, slip into her mind,
As she looks around, remembering, for one last...
"Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief"...
He dialed
911...