A tear has fallen, a smile has gone.
Her eyes shall never see the dawn...

I am not a poet, I am not a man
I am not something you can understand...

I know for long I won't be here,
But do they even see...

Sleep calls from across the room,
The candle convulses before her breath...

It's hard to believe how much of my life
I've spent praying and wishing for death...

All my life I've wondered what real love was like
I've also pondered if it was something I would...

Jesus stands knocking at the door
Waiting for an answer...

Given the chance to take you back
From the man who stripped you away...

I have somehow loved her,
Since before we even met...

As he walked down the hall,
He searched for something...

Slowly dragging the stainless
Steel across my vein...

I look at my friends,
And I feel joy...