the moon is so beautiful..
sitting on the window pane,
trying to grasp the stars..
but tears blur my vision..
I cant breath all these lies..
silence is going to be my rope for tonight..
hanging off the wall of destiny..
the stool is made up of my problems..
demons are screaming..
I just want to go deaf..
begging on my knees..
screaming give me a break..
broken promises, painful memories..
a knife too close to my wrist..
just one slice, then I will be fine..
by watching blood flow instead of tears.