and all the harm that e'er I've done
alas, it was to none but me.*

"I want to die,"  I confess after one too many drinks.
"I want to die," I watch your eyes as your smile slowly shrinks.

"Life is precious," you say; I shouldn't just let go.
"Life is precious," but love, the voices don't think so.

"Everything will be fine," I look up as the stars seemed to dance.
"Everything will be fine," I say firmly to my shaking hands.

"Stay alive," you tell me now, and I nod almost eagerly.
"Stay alive," your voice rings in my head as I watch you leave me.

"Goodnight," my voice sounded clearly in the wind.
"Goodnight," I let the darkness swallow me in.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," I mumble to myself.
"I'm okay, I'm okay," *but liars go to hell.