You left a photograph with red light leaks
You had a waxen skin and a Cheshire smile
You wore a dark blue stripped sweater
Had on faded blue jeans
You were wearing your favorite necklace,
The one shaped like an icosahedron
It was quite haunting, this photograph of you
I don’t remember taking it
Wasn’t even quite sure it was you

I'm still sad that you're gone. It's almost three years now. In two more months, you're supposed to turn 28. You could've been with Trina now. You could've been married. You might even have kids. You loved her very much. We miss you. If I could, I would fly all the way to New Orleans right now, and I would buy you cake, and put it on your grave.

What's it like to die?
Would you still have that empty feeling inside?
Would all the pain you carry be gone?
Was this life even worth it?

They call me a freak
And think I'm a monster
Sadness, I can't bear
That blades became the haven I answer

Scars don't fade
Depressions can last
Tears won't stop
Nightmares repeat

I swallowed my solution
And began to feel numb
Would someone miss me
Now that I'm gone?

For fourteen years we have been together
Over those years, we have changed
Remembering little things all day

Deep in my heart, you belong
Engraved in my mind, you will be
Repeated everyday, you and me

In times we came to misunderstanding, but
Caring for you is what I want
Know this and I will feel alive again

We go back and forth
To this small place,
In this big world
Where horrifying things
Are surprisingly beautiful

There is light within darkness
Sketched in black and white
Written in gold and silver
Scattered along the seven seas
And over the lands where kings rule

There is light within darkness
Up the starry sky where the stars roam
Down deep in the abyss where creatures hide
Sides of an alley in the city
Beyond the green fields and yellow deserts

There would always be
A light within darkness
A sign of hope, a surge of faith
A new day, a new chance
It's never too late to be brand new

Finding the truth is hard
Observing the decoy is impossible
Returning to reality is difficult

My life can be confusing as
Your life right now, my friend

Fighting all alone at the last
Remaining battle field
Interrupting the peace but
Ending all the greed
Nothing feels so much better than
Doing good things for people

Knowing the truth hurts
Allowing it to devour you
Tells you how much you've learned
Everything is always meant to happen