I have fallen for you. I never got the chance to tell you, 'Tear these feathered wings from my back.' I couldn't hide this internal bleeding. Smiles of my filth on my dripping second. Seconds counting, I fade away with the wind to deny me freedom. Please let me go. A child bearing his final sign. Lying in sheets Tainted with splattered blood of what was once me, But things aren't so beautiful anymore. Now i am death. These voices i draw are direct, Seemingly undecieving. Nothing comes out so simple. I notice i tore these wings with my own hands. Everything seperating me from what is life. Entwined in messages of inexistence And missing memories desolving like my one love, my only love. I will never feel your touch While i hear my name from your lips again. My sunrise is the darkness. I will miss you.