One night of drinking,
leads to many scars
upon my wrist from cutting.

Lord help me.

The nights get longer,
When the air gets colder,
The way his touch has no warmth.
She knows the end is near.

Whispering her blessing,
asking him to spare her,
as he is gently caressing
her soft, golden shoulder

An innocent child's breath,
taken away all too soon,
as their father steps away,
wielding a spoon.

Although the wind is blowing hard,
You still have one last card,
This card is life or death,
So, you plead the fifth.

My life is over,
wishing for a four-leaf clover,

My breath stops on a clock,
Sitting there on the dock,
Cold even in my frock,
While I fall off the rock.

Through every breath I take,
I try not to break,
I say I'm not giving in,
but when will I feel again?

The nights falls and everyone is sleeping, not I. I am sitting in a corner crying over a picture of you, calling out your name. Missing you like crazy, driving me insane.

Every night i die
every night i cry
day after day i lie

another smile faked,
and thoughts of being staked. </3