My bones ache my soul is crushedi
All alone my thoughts my eyes red
All slone I  sit
All alone I try to find the blackened light
Can anyday jere me
The razors edge
The mystique of  a Lost wondered
I ponder
All alone
What would it be like to be with another
I sit here alone sith my my ruminating thoughts
The slick sharp razors edge
What would it be like
As I  sit here a broken man
A glimmering Ray of  my
Of my blackened self
Just is trying to find a light switch
My bones ache and my soul is cdussjdd
All alone
And justI sit
Sitting and wating
As the snail moves,slowly across the razors edge
Im just TIRED