I lay on the carpet.
The blood staining the floor...

You left me here, face covered in tears.
I fall on my knees, pleaing for you not to leave...

This blade I use.
Its called a razor...

Ive lost my mind
From being confined...

On the top of his building, I cry
Thinking of suicide...

For me it's the same. The same, each passing day.
I use a smile, to hide my happinesses denial...

There was a girl.
Who wanted to die...

When in the dark; you are my light.
When in this battle; you are my might...