When I looked into the mirror today
I saw your face floating there . . .
If only I could stroke your lips again
And run my fingers threw your hair
When I slept lost in dreams last night
I saw you lying there with me
Held you tenderly with in my arms
The only drug that made me happy

So beautiful,
The mermaids song be'whitches us all

If you look closely at my face
You'll see that behind this smile I hide
I'm to ashamed to speak to you
I feel so guilty of the way I am, I'v tried
Iv tried so many times to cut my r(h)opes and run
I'v tried so many times, so many times I'v failed
I tried so many, many times when I was young
I tried so many times,
Now just wish those scars had healed
I'm sinking down from the surface again
And my fingers only just touched air
I'm running out of breath down here . . .

Give me sunshine and perhaps I'll smile . . .

All I ever needed
All I ever wanted
Was an arm wrapped around me
When the nights got cold

I'm killed off
By winters firsts frost

These wounds they have not healed
Just stitched them shut
And pretended they weren't real

These tears they did not dry
Just bottled them up
Each time I fell and cried

Each time I try this angel pulls me back
Away from the devils tongue
The white pull can be so strong
I touch my heart, I fade to black
And wait for the salvation my next dream shall bring . . .

I'm lost inside myself again
And I can't fined the window!
If I could only look away
And stop thinking for a second
Then perhaps it will all end
And I'd meet you all in heaven

The sighing of the wind soothed my soul last night
The slight ebbing of the waves let me escape for a while

But I only came back to a heart bleeding cut
I'll harm myself to try and cancel out the hurt

All I ever needed
All I ever wanted
Was an arm wrapped around me
When the nights get cold

The serpentine flow of scarlet
The numbness that sets you free
A razor sharp edge that leads to heaven
But traps you in hell when you get there
So many scars that'll never heal up
The eyes that stare
Reminders always there
And fresh welts appearing all the time . . .

I'm five years old again
And the worlds a smiling friend
Running happy as a cloud
Through the fields near my house
O' these memories, O' THESE MEMORIES, as tears stain
Choke my face, and wash away the rain
If only we could be children once again

All I ever needed
All I ever wanted
Was an arm wrapped around me
When the nights got cold

Mr. Lodi

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Penned by my hand on the 13th of Mayan, in the year 315 AF.