It seems like snow is falling slower
Outside the windows of my eyes;
I’m dying, sinking ever lower
Each day; you couldn’t help me rise;
/
And there, beyond the reach of voices,
Laughter and promises of spring
I’m waiting – not to be recovered,
I’m waiting to feel free to leave;
/
My chest and skull are full of acid,
My mouth is foul with cruel words;
I keep it shut, and smile as always:
It hurts so much, it doesn’t hurt;
/
Don’t shake me for I am not sleeping,
Don’t wait for me – I won’t be soon;
To save my heart I have to take this
One last step up – into the noose;
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I’m sorry about every tear you’ll cry;
I swear to you, the fault is only mine;
I love you, and I know you know it, so
Good-bye