A crow flies through the dark sky,
and stares straight into my eyes...

My tears are running down my face,
this just something you can't taste...

My heart is bleeding and torn,
beaten and worn...

I want to die,
as I stare at the sky...

The sky grows dark,
the trees sway even the bark...

I stand the and no one can see,
the pain that is inside of me...

I want to die,
and my spirit wants to fly...

Pain grows within me every day,
why does it stay...

Horror behind every pair of eyes,
behind mine is see people I love died...

In my eyes are pain,
tears go down my face as it rains...

My pain is inside,
it is something you can't put a side...

I have slashes and scars,
I can't see the stars...