A slow drop of crimson blood silently fell,
Her tender broken life would never become a dwell...

You took my life away that day,
You told me that you were here to stay...

A long winding road,
Which way to turn...

The reality of suicide is real,
But we all do not feel...

Invisible barriers strongly surrounding me,
Piercing pain that no one can yet see...

Day after day I take this pain,
Of which I can no longer stand...

I see your blood written in the wind,
I feel your pain scratched in my mind...

I love the glaze in your deep brown eyes,
I love the feel of your soft silky skin...

Photographs sprawn all over the floor,
Crimson blood smeared all over my door...

Tear after tear silently fell,
Crimson blood slid down the church bell...

I want someone with a heart like gold,
I want someone with a touch like silk...

I am the small little girl thats lost her smile.
I am the girl that hasnt spoken in a long while...