Why am i not seen?
Waiting for someone...

Dark corner
Head down...

Your voice brings me to life,
Sets me to rest...

Cutting deeper and deeper each time.
Letting the open wound sting...

Red nails.
Blood...

I'm sorry,
they aren't strait lines...

You never know..
When someones last day...

I don't want to be here anymore,
I don't want to exist...

Listen to their words,
And their tone...

I understand now why you held my hand so tight
Afraid to let go...

Something just snapped
Inside of me...

I'm done with
Still Mornings...