Dying,
Lying,
Children crying.
What kind of world has this become?
Trying,
Failing,
Losing control.
What will happen next?
My empty thoughts stare out this window to darkness,
I sit there and cry.
This dagger in my heart has not yet lost it's point,
But maybe I have...
Go ahead ask me what you want to.
Live or die?
We'll let the dagger decide.
