Oct 29, 2006 23:11
Holding onto the string
That supports the breathing
What was left of me
Screaming in agony
Blood pouring
Nervous Bleeding.
Light growing dimmer
Yet it seems to shimmer
End of the tunnel
stars of bright
Blinding in the night
Bleeding Nervous
Alls well that ends well
Was always just a lie
And I could not buy
Another minute
To stay alive
Cold Silence.