my love never
ever died for you
even when yours
died for me
i still miss you
and love you
please come back

why did you
leave me all
alone?
you've gone
away without
even saying bye
how could you?
but, never mind
it doesn't matter
i'll secretly miss
you dearly though
and love you with
all of my heart

I watch the world turn; it turns to night--
My masks wear burns; I scorn the fight--
Night bleeds and away it dies.
Then day's reborn with a rebuilt disguise.

I watch the skies go red through dreary eyes,
My flesh feels fake from all the lies.
Dusk creeps in and peels to truth,
And I take to the night with jagged tooth.

There's little left to pray or beg for,
Not when your face is not your own.
There's little hope when you're their *****,
Not when your skin's gone cold as stone.

I watch the clouds burn in crimson skies;
My real self trembles behind my eyes.
I'm left as less a man, though more a god;
One who, though so perfect, is so flawed.

She looks so gorgeous hanging there:
Her eyes like glass and silky hair.
The bits of skin that still remain,
Make me think of porcelain...
But it's her bones that speak to me.

The wind eternal kicks up then.
It swells and drops, and back again.
The perfume of rot calls it near,
And it's only then that I can hear...

The wind whispers through her frame,
That's when it tells me her true name.
They call me sick, and though it's true,
I can't stop doing what I do.

There is no love without a name--
We say the words; it's not the same--
And none can speak quite like the wind.
Now what's your name? Shall we begin?

So...
Here I go:
Glaring back at the angry face
That's matching pace
In the mirror.

So...
Here I go:
Shrieking 'til my throat's a mess--
Coated in blood--dressed in distress.
It's not clearer.

So...
Here I go:
Waging a war  now;
My mind's an inferno.
The need to let go now won't--
Stop.

So...
Here I go:
I ****** the razor
My god, you've gone crazed, sir
YOU DON'T HAVE A SAY HERE
It's time...

So...
Here I go:
I'm tracing old tracks of attacks from the past,
And though it's been years it still seems to last.
There's adrenaline surging,
My system is purging,
And my heartbeat is going so...
Slow.

So...
Here I go:
They tell me to do it--to man-up; go through with it--
And there's just too **** many to say that they're wrong.
I've waited too long.
I've waited too long...

So...
Here I go:
My salvation's at hand,
They might not understand,
But it's part of the plan, so I...
Breathe.

So...
Here I go:
My hand is still shaking,
How much time am I taking.
My mind must be breaking!
It hurts...

So...
Here I go:
My head's filled with locusts!
So hard to stay focused!
I know I can do this! I KNOW!
And so...

Here I go:

Taking the razor I once held so dear
As an instrument that once made it all clear--
A tool that would purge me of hate and of fear--
I see now it made none of that disappear...
And that's why I've kept it all of these years.

So...

Here I go:

Just one more goodbye,
As I sever the ties. Letting
The strands break away as I...

I cast it aside...
And then comes the pride.
All those years that I'd lied...
Loved ones planted the seed:
I don't need to bleed
To know what's inside.

I've got a whole life
Outside of the strife.
Now here I go...