As i stare into the mirror at night, i am amazed to see,
there is nothing staring back at me,
as if i don't exist, as if my life is a lie,
my soul has run away, i cannot get it back, but i may try
i am a lifeless body hard and cold as stone,
depression i am prone...
my face is pale no trace of life,
as lifeless as this object i hold in my hand, a knife,
shall i cut or not.
shall i live or not.
as i start to think i ask why not?, i am a fool.
i have lost everything, theres nothing else left to loose...
