Short..and Sweet

You see me falling far from grace
With these tears you see streaming down my face
You turn the other way
And I thought you were here to stay
I'm left behind
So many things I hide
This blade I love to slide
I live to see all my troubles bleed away
I have nothing left to pay
The warm stream
The sound of the dripping
It's so perfect but so wrong
The mile I have to walk is far to long
I want to get through the light
And sore through the amazing height
Someday I'll win my fight