Now your dead and no one will tell me why
just thinking about it makes me want to cry...

It hurts so much to think to go back in my mind
to bring up all the memorys so far back in time...

Here's my hand
please take it my dear friend...

I'm sorry i just can't take it any more i'm ready...
but first you have to promise me that you will not...

It feels like i'm in constant motion ready to hit...
spinning in fast cricles while people are moving...

I'm down on my knees i'm giving it all up
i'm putting all my tust in you cause i've had...

I'm not going to complain as i here in pain
letting these tears fall down like ice cold rain...

Im physically and mentally tired form all the...
fighting back weakly slowly losing it's no use...

Tired and bloody as i fall to to the floor
i'm sorry i wasn't stornger but i just couldn't...

Wrists out stretched towards you
look at these scars...

One cold december day
you were taken away...

You harass me
Please leave me be...