Dieing for you…
I watched you die…
I heard you scream
And I stood there helpless,
Like it was all a dream
You were dead to the world
Fire yet ice, with raging emotion
And bitter malice,
And I die for you every day,
And dream the dreams,
Of times of play…
But now I stand here frozen in the wind,
A statue of Ice waiting for the end…
And I used knives of the turmoil within,
To pierce my skin,
And once again I die for you,
Only this time it will be true…
As I take a knife made by man,
And use it for my bitter end…
A silver blade upon my skin,
As I prepare to die again,
Only this time it will be my last,
I smile slightly knowing I'll see you soon,
As my eternal sleep closes in,
I close my eyes and hold my breath,
As the knife connects with flesh…
I drag it upward to the heavens above
And take a ragged breath…
Watching black blood pool at my feet…
Feel the darkness setting in,
Calm beyond imaging,
And as I hold my last breathe,
Deep inside of me,
I die for you….
Only this time it's true.