A razor blade in her hand
it glides firmly against her skin...

When pain is all you feel,
life seems so unreal...

It is all over for me.
The pain has finally ceased...

Alone i sit thinking of you
and of all the things we went through...

It was the night before the funeral and all...
everyone was torn, drowned in sorrowfully pity...

You'll never see the tears i cry,
you'll never be there to cure the pain inside...

The joy in your face,
The twinkle in your eyes...

Cutting, burning, erasing is all the same,
Creating doors to release all your pain...

I hear voices.
Voices in my head...

Sitting here
staring at the computer screen...

Around and around this lovely planet goes,
Never pausing, never stopping, knowing it must...

In the mirror i see a girl
a girl living in a "perfect world&quot...