Is this what my life had come to, all these things I'd been through.

Is this pain even true, this I'd never know.

the pain I'd seen, cuts so clean,

the bloods white sheen, and the cuts i'd never show.




Is this how it would end, with this blade my soul I'd send,

to my wrist it will tend, and let the red blood flow.

make body sleep, let mind leap
let reapers reap,
and to the sky i'd follow.




for she's nowhere near, and scent of her is here

my heart she took to tear, and I just let her go.

a million reasons, for these million lesions,

and a million seasons, i'd spent with her skin of snow.