It has been so long,
Since I have felt this way...

I will wear these bracelets,
to hide my pain...

A peace sign around my finger,
around my wrist...

Can you hear them calling?
Calling your name...

Pierced by an arrow,
shot by a warrior...

I can't count how many nights,
I have spent awake...

The air is crisp are clear, though my thoughts are...

Pushed below, deep down, underneath the surface of...

When I press down into my skin,
An electric shock runs up my arm...

I'm having one of those days,
Where everything seems wrong...

The words-
they're on the tip of my tongue...

Smoke,
that last cigarette...