Trying to find something real

When there's nothing left to feel

And I'm numb, like ice to skin

The blade is already sinking in

Eyes are empty, lies are cold

Like the handle of the knife I hold

And my imagination is my only friend

It's like a song that doesn't end

I'm trapped in a world mundane

Lost in a maze of only my pain

Where the only thing escaping is the blood from my veins

And I watch it fall like so many silent rains

Let it flow

Until the sun begins to glow

When I'll pick up the pieces (the ones I can find)

And try to piece together the puzzle of my mind

I'll hold them together as I go through the day

Not a question to the scars will come my way

I'll wait until it's safe to play again…

And I'll let the pieces break again