My eyes are bleeding my heart is losing wind
As thoughts turn to the ones
Left behind through the years
As the memories that were made cross my mind
And I think of all the times my oppression
Couldn't bring forth my tears
Franticly I gather relics of the fallen
Wishing someone told me about passing and tragedy
Is this the way humans act when they are in mourning
Never want to say goodbye to the memory

Here with my pleas I am ready to do anything
The tears that I have cried feel so much denied
Nothing that can make me smile the loss of everything
My wife my witness throughout the weight of my trial
On my bruised knees I confront a time of suffering
The years that lie behind me seem so empty and fragile
The one thing that can make me stand on my two feet again
Is my own forgiveness without an ounce of denial

Inflict pain on myself to see
If I still have the ability
To hold caress and even care
I somehow belong to the emotional impaired
I walk with a new life that is holding my hand
Across the last resting place of past entities
Touching the relics placed by remaining families
My tears finally start to flow I feel complete and at ease
Is this the way humans act when they are in mourning
Never want to say goodbye to my memory
To my memory