Lying alone in this room
locked in with my fears...
As time trickles down the river
memories fight the currant's force...
The blood was dripping from the ceiling
splattered all over...
An existence so shallow that i start to fade
The reaper is creeping his debt will be paid...
Lying here, trying to figure out why I'm dying,
Watching as my life goes flying...
Today is my big day
or last one i should say...
Sitting hollow and numb to words
She stares blankly at the sunset...
It is painful for a mother to think of her baby's...
The words are getting hazy,
there's lights every place I look...
Would you care if i slit my wrists
straight up and down...
Again in memory of a very good friend...
In memory of a good friend...