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I slowly sink this knife into my heart,
every memory of us, flashes through my mind.
the blood that stains my shirt is my art.

i cry with my eyes closed tight,
the blade i keep sinking deeper and deeper,
i begin to only see a light so bright...

even still i hear her voice calling my name,
i try to raise my head to see,
but all i feel is pain...

all i feel is the pain of heartbreak,
not the pain the knife
i keep fading trying my hardest to stay awake...

im lost now in a void of sorrow,
im losing my grip from life,
i will have no tomorrow.

as i lay there,
i hear the singing of angels.
they heal my heart where there was once a tear...

i am saved.....