Sometimes its more than a memory
A marker of a place in time
I stare deep into my refelction
It copies my frown
Why so sad?
I cry in silence
I cry in the dark
Can't get down
I don't like what I see
I just want to breathe
Barley speak...
My old friend greets me
His tongue was so sharp
His words so deep
His hands so cold
His smile bleeds