There is so much I wish you could see,
blinded by the wishes of what used to be...

This mirror is broken,
It must be cracked...

Under the bright night stars,
in cool clear mist...

I know how much you care,
But I cannot escape my own fear...

I walk towards the concrete world.
Where colds truths wait...

I want to go home,
but its no longer what I've always known...

In the rain I stand,
clear blue knife in hand...

In the memory of my mom:
My angel in the sky...

When the church bells tolled
and your body bruned...

In the night
I lie awake...

I hope that you smile to yourself,
when you think of the times you hurt me...

I stand on a cliff,
climbed so high...