walk across some sound waves,
and then walk back to my embrace.
i can feel you bleeding, i'm ten miles away.
i can hear you screaming silent, i can feel the
vibrations on the inside.
i cant hear my own thoughts anymore,
i can only worry about what is coming your way.
trying to cut deeper,
put on an eternal sleeper-
this is not a stranglehold, this is a suicide masked inside
of your attempts at causing just a little more pain before you go.

i dont want to say things that seem too far away,
i dont want to hold hope that you'll listen today
i just want to hear what you have to say
so sit down and think this over, okay?
you mean more to me than i think i could let you know
days go by- no word, no hope and nothing said.
days you cry, days i've heard you utter 'better off dead'-
maybe i cant sway your view on life,
but i have a hope here and there that i just might-
so this one's for you, this one's for the blood.
this one's for the scars that you cant hide and
this is for the ones you hid too well-
you can't be in heaven trying to hide the hell-

things get better from here, never worse than this.
dont bleed no more tonight, maybe i can help you put things right.
in this way, this feeling unsaid just felt,
i love you, even with the cards you were dealt.
and i dont know what else to say-

just make it to tomorrow for me?
go to sleep now but not too long,
you gotta set right the things wrong-
and there's no use tryin to do it when you're long gone.

08/25/2003

Author's Note: for (ni)cole.

Posted on 08/25/2003
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