• I lay there in bed staring at the roof
    Many faces pass by my eyes
    Those who cherish my worthless soul
    And a few who have said their goodbyes

    I remember a feeling not known anymore
    One of compassion and care
    But the remnants of my heart blow in the wind
    For many pieces it has been teared

    Another memory imbued in me
    One of a very close friend
    But now floats around my foggy mind
    A bullet dislodged in her head

    I say these things as I breathe in life
    and exhale the essence of my core
    I then take the knife that calls to me
    And let my cold blood spill to the floor