Your poems are so beautiful
They are what gets me through...

Struggle to stay on the right side of you
Keep my word, and I always stay true...

Stand upon the mirror edge, upon the razor blade...
Look down upon the world, the crashing waves below...

Red is for love, hell and fire
Black is for death, pain and desire...

I read the words you wrote her
And hope someday she will understand...

Running in circles
I’m dazed and confused...

Scarlet scars
And crimson marks...

Torn up sheets of paper, questions and answers
Once so simple, but now bring me to bitter tears...

Needles though my veins
Trying to relieve the pain...

Take a loaded gun to my head, full with silver...
Please give me the strength to pull the trigger...

For one single second, in your arms, I was whole...
No more hiding, no more lying, promised myself...

I followed that music,
As it lead into the sea...