Reality struck me down
And it hurt so bad...

Why Did i get out of bed at all
My blood flows from the cut on my wrist...

To My Dearist Love,
Its strange to think I have never seen you...

Dear Lord,
Our father, who art in heaven...

Reminiscing, looking at the ripples in the stream.
I cry cause your only with me in my dreams...

Reflection on my life is dark and gray
Tears, Sweat, Blood, are all symmetrical...

I have a mind encased in pains
I have a soul clad in armor...

Dear Andrea,
So many wasted times...

The Razor is the last
That feels remotely real...

Standing here missing life definition
Can love stand the test of time...

I am my own demon
My razor is my only friend...

Baby you were my angel
Now I severed your wings...