I strangle my words. Once, I tried a thousand times. Slaughtered like Gods. When the silver shines so hard. I tried to poison my life. Always dreaming of theedge of the knife. She always looked
. The leaves may fall, but the trees stay tall. This is a bump in the road. Don't give up, you will make it. Don't give up, you will make it. . Out of the dark. Into the light. Over theedge. Over
smooth. A shadow has covered the light. Then a beam in the shade from a silvery blade. Has shattered theedge of the night I know she waits below. Only to rise on command. When she comes for me