A cold creeps in
and settles in my bones...

There he is
heaped over in a tragic pile...

The red rings on my wrists
red me of making love...

Walking late at night
in a tank top and jeans...

I'm waiting in my bed
and sleep refuses to come...

Come out and play
whispers a warm breeze...

Spreading her wings
once beautiful white...

For so long
I've been laying here...

With this bleeding heart of mine
lay the two things i try to hide...

I gave you my all
and watched it be thrown away...

Sometimes things shatter.
like mirrors...

Continually we are told time is running out.and...