5:15am

It's early in the morning
They sky still dark outside
Nothing is moving
As if the whole world has died

Sitting at my window
I wipe the tears from my eyes
Looking outside and questioning
Whether I would see the sun rise

And I wonder
Will I see tomorrow?
Will I be able to survive
All of yesterday's sorrow?

I ask myself,
Now lying on the floor,
Is my life worth living?
I don't anymore

5:15am
And the world starts to come to life
No one will even notice
That in my lifeless hand, I still wield a knife

28 May 2007