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by Skye Jul 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I need something for the pain Just to kill this feeling I look alive, But I'm buried on the inside I see the grave that sings my song I sense my failure The one that makes me strong I pass empty souls I see mine fade Because it was left in the cold Watch the candle burn out Waiting on the final word My heart already knows I see my life flash by my eyes The crimson blood drips down I don't want my life To end this way...