Stiches can't hold my broken heart
Glue can't repiece my shattered soul
After they've both been torn apart
They can never again be whole

Burnt feathers on clipped wings
They'll never heal, I'll never fly
The demons, they're like kings
Turning my life into a sad lie

Fallen angels can't soar in life
A fallen angel's a living ghost
Balancing on the edge of a knife
It's pain, not life they tire of most

Anxious thoughts shroud my mind
Thoughts of self-harm and suicide
Troubled days unsettle the soul
Uneasy nights make me cry

Rope creates a fantasy like no other
Train tracks lead to an unclear demise
Bridges invite an easy escape
Knives carve thin skin where veins reside

Everyday follows another
An endless cycle from which I suffer
To live is to feel pain
To live forever is to go insane