Do you feel like a tool
Used by society?
No freedom,
Chained to a harsh reality.
No one to reach out
and cling to when you're falling,
No one to anchor this pain?

Do you think of death
More often than life?
Do you wish to slip away?
Do you cry silently in you heart,
but force a painful smile everyday?

Those markings on our hands,
are not there just for show,
To others its a sin,
But for us its to let go.

You're choking
on the presence of your tears,
This winter biting coldness,
has frozen up your fears,
Yet no matter how you try,
This push away this feeling,
It always crawls back
Underneath your skin.

So lets take this knife,
And give in to our biggest sin.

Falling back into nothing,
To never wake up again,
Living a life,
Played in your dreams,
trying to forget this tragedy.
A euphoria state of mind,
I want to live a life
just made for me.

Sinking into the lighted fire,
A pit hole feeling of desire,
Grabbing empty air to save my soul
from leaving this dream like memory.

So friend,
Just take my hand,
it's scarred as much as yours,
We'll leave this world together,
No more blood shed on these floors.

We'll watch these people pass us by,
our presence long forgotten,
Just close your eyes,
and together,
we'll say a silent goodbye.