my healer

my open wounds, my brokenheart
and my soul thats all torn apart

pain all the same...
untill you came

you healed my wounds , put my heart back together
and now my soul will live forever

although my past still haunts me
i turn to you to bring me back to the light of life
that i never could see before

but when your not therefor me
all i see
is the dark gloom of death

and with that

the cold blade comes out
as i sit crying, confined
in my room
and whatch as blood and tears combine

flinching when the small bottle i was hlding, no empty
falls to the ground
and rings with the empty sound that now fill my soul
then nothing...

just peace
blackness and then the cold

when i awaken
your arms wrapped around me
i begin to see
how good life can really be...