I wish I could cure you, I do,
But it seems more like...

This knowledge that I have
Seems more like a secret I'm keeping...

One day the future will become the past, and then...
It seems that past can't be forgotten as easily as...

Feet slowly pace
Along the high edge of the roof...

Numb and alone in my world
So sheltered yet reckless it hurts...

*i know this gets a little obsure toward the end...
Sorrow falls on plains of hate...

*i seriously hope i don't offend ANYONE with this...
I look for solace in your words...

Sketched Angelic elegance
Falls swiftly on this place...

Dark and empty
Tangled sheets, they anchor me...

They call it pathetic fallacy
But I guess this is real life...

Grasp the page with a bloodied hand
Is it your own...

Colourful life bursting forth
Proclaiming life in its entirety...