Not Far

This tortued soul is bound to let go
The broken eyed boy has cried to many tears in his life

My porcelain heart that's so easy to break
I risk it all
It's better to be broken by you,then no one at all

Will you catch it when it falls?
Or will you let my blood spill all over the tile?
Will you hear me when I call?
Nonetheless i'll scream till my lungs bleed

See glass tears rip my flesh
And know that i'm not far from death

by NathenxDisaster
posted on 09/19/2008