I held the knife in my palm,
everything seemed so calm...

Those yellow petals kissed with sunlight
warm hearts of stone shimmered with frost and snow...

Your tangled web of lies
drowning in my sore eyes...

Emotional crypt
bound by heavy chains...

These are the final words I write,
my life fading in the lamplight...

I dip my fingers into the water of time,
it flows by me never ceasing...

You're breaking my heart
slowly tearing me apart...

(a beginnin of a poem, didnt have paper so i had...
Masked by your thoughts of me...