State of shock and lack of thought
Bleeding out...

Screaming through a broken dream
Waking up to hell on Earth...

As I thought the lyrics to this poem
I wandered to myself why write this little piece...

Past mistakes, murderous dreams
Suicidal lullaby...

The song thats bound within my head
Like a book falling loose from broken threads...

Looking at your picture in this desolate room
Thinking of you and what you used to mean to me...

How come every time I see you
I get a little happier...

Stand before my broken heart
The one you tore apart...

Standing here before this wall
The one you've put around yourself...

And even though I'm not beside you
At this moment your in my thoughts...

Now that you have seen me
When I am at my weakest...

So you and me up in this tree
I look at you, you look at me...