Looking in the mirror
tears fill my eyes
my vision begins to blurr.

All the tears that all tonight
can not erase the veiw
the horrible veiw I see night after night.

I raise my arm
full force at my face
the image crashes to the ground.

Shattered glass at my feet
so sharp and shiny
my mind takes control.

I grab a handful fo glittering glass
search through frantically
for that one perfect piece.

I push down hard
pull it slow along my wrist
a crimson river starts to show.

I watch it flow
finally relaxed
but somthing is not right...

the image is gone
my pain is gone
but..... i'm still here.........