A picture painted in my mind
A beautiful memory to find
Ugly scratches alone its side
Then I realize, its me inside
Alone in a room that is locked
All these memories I forgot
The blood swirling along the darkened floor
I cut myself, I wanted to be a never more
A blade clutched to the floor of dread
In the hands of the wanting dead
More times to count then not to leave
Another time will I grieve
Strands of hair threaded together
Left hanging in the swinging breeze for ever
Eyes left staring to a place unseen
A memory dead, untouched, clean
The picture is moving, changing to now
I see my funeral, I don't know how
Tears are falling from my families face
As they witness the ending of my grace
Coffin standing alone in a sea of the living
All the flowers that are they're giving
A silent procession leaving the Church's halls
They bury the one who falls
The coffin lowered into the ground
In front of the head-stone that is left to be found
"In Memory Of A Daughter Well Loved, A Child So Precious"
How they cannot believe that i commit this thing that is so malicious
I gave up on the dream that was life
And I turned to the humble object, a knife
True, I seemed happy, I smiled when asked
But no one could see pain inside that basked
That dream that I took too far
All the times that I tried not to raise the bar
Another lie that escaped, I ran to die
Tomorrow became that day I dreaded to cry
Buried, dead, forgiving, hopeless
All those that come should have been my closest
All those fakers out there cloud my dead
That pushed all those imprtant from my head
That memory is resting now in my dead brain
Lying in this body that crumbles on in shame
That little bedroom with all my blood staining
Is the only place I felt safe blading
