In Reflection

I can deny this all I want, death has a stare, grip, you needed a hand,I failed everytime, Stop, my reasoning ,nothing makes this right, easy to walk away in time

The uglyness I always see,is a reflection not of you,but of me
Somebody wake me,from this twisted dream
This world is better with you,without me

FUCK- where did this go wrong,warm hands hold cold thoughts
When I close my eyes,you're the only ghost I see

Draw breath, something savorful,crossed eyes,ways are fleeting

This can't be real
Always hanging by a thread
This can't be real
I wish that I was dead