I've always wanted to write something beautiful Dark enough to emblem the most tragic story A kiss on the crypt Thoughts that spark and connect synapses like Christmas lights To explain the way I work and maybe you as well But I don't know how to write Or make something beautiful I am not or have ever been the hero Weakness and need is the love I long God I hope you are weaker than me Becoming my own hostage and victim Just me and the space in between The brink of madness Teadering the ledge Hope is my downfall I will not jump It's only a short way down