On the  pages of this story my thoughts come untied

The woven threat of the noose around my heart unbinds

I have fought me for far too long

I have tried transferring my demons to only song

But now I see beyond my own lines

The girl I tried to save has already died

Now, I only see the viper

The parchment used to be so clean, now stained and tainted

The once childlike innocence, long faded

This ink I bleed is birthed from knowing

There is no pain worth showing

But every now and again I see your face,

wearing that smile I wish I could replace

You have broken and rebuilt me for  the last time