All i can think of is taking that leap of faith.
The ground to my face,
An end to my disgrace.
My helpless soul is but a dim light flickering away
As my body helplessly prays.
Nothing came of my plee for help,
nothing i say.
Words turn into screams.
Fists into knives.
All my sweet lullabyes are gone, bye- bye.
Im dead on the ground.
My mind peaceful and sound.
Gone are the whispers of my doom and disgrace.
Gone are the whispers of my ugly face.
