The light slowly dies
Although it doesn't change...

Life's not as easy
As black and white...

Black words
that mean nothing at all...

Loosely stitched existence
Too easy to destroy...

I toss and turn
And think of the knife...

Chasing the sunset
Searching for tomorrow...

Cloudy images
of a perfect world...

Suicidal debates
Life or death decisions...

I have decided
I refuse to live...

I pick up the knife
Then put it back down...

You have no right
To "analyze&quot...

I don't want to start crying
But my tears are already shed...