Hair of black, eyes of red;
what thoughts are running through his head...

Memory's flash by like slides;
as the knife glides...

I Just want to say;
you should live each day...

Loneliness is a disease
That spreads through the heart...

Its three am again;
another day is gone...

Your eyes,
As you said your goodbyes...

Love is a gift!
then why do we all suffer for love...

I reach my hand out to you,
but it just passes right through...

If I were to die;
would anyone cry...

His fur was fading
his eyes were losing their gleam...

Sound waves;
bloody graves...

It will get better in time
all wounds will heal...