Unquietly, my mind bring me to tears-
I wish yet...

Soft kisses
breathed upon...

Grampa take me with you
I promise to be good...

I will smile and walk away-
Try to do whats right...

&you wont even look at me?
really...

At the end of the day
I am still the same...

&&when you long for that razor,
that cutting edge...

I knew the time would come-
I knew happiness, bliss...

Cry my angel
your safe in my arms...

After death-
A world could await...

These tears beg to fall from my eyes
And all I want is to talk to you...

Each red line across my wrist
a signature of my fate...