Blood covers the floor like a rose-blanket darkened by
hate,
As my life is drained away, I assume by now that this is my
fate,
Chosen from the beginning, never able to turn back,
I lose control of my senses, and of my life overall I lose
track,
And slowly begin to fade,
As my life is overcommed by this blockade,
Of so much blood, pouring onto the floor,
Help is trying to reach me, but I locked the door,
Because I decided myself, that I didn't want my life any
more,
Faint my breathing becomes, hardly I am able to see,
I did this because of the absence of love, now Lord, what is
to become of me.............


I awake being rushed to the hospital, and a familar face is
by my side,
This person is in my face sorrowfully splurring, "Hang in
there! You're not going to die!"
Believe this I do not,
For I created this sin, and to me, for this as consequence I
should rot................

I awake once again to see a room full of people of whom I
scarecely recognize,
Then I instantly become paralyzed,
To realize my lesson, my understanding of life,
That can be continued and dreams pursued
That is, even though one may not notice it, there are those
out there who care
  and that will be there till the very end, at any time, and
anywhere.