With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping.The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading.Would she hear me if I called her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame.There is always something different going wrong.The path I walk is in the wrong direction.There is always someone fucking hanging on.Can anybody help me make things better.The moments died,I hear no scarming.The visions left inside me are slowly fading. Your tears don't fall,they crash around me.Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.This battled room I have seen before.But the broken bones they heal no more.With my last breath I am choking.Will this ever end I am hoping.My world is over one more time.