I see what people do
Every day I am a witness
To what acts of violence
They visit upon themselves
And sometimes
Their thoughts
Just won't leave me alone
Like a thousand bloody responses
To the despair of everyday
Their ripped veins scream out
The echoes ring through me
And whisper my name
Violent urges haunt my nights
While empty eyes
Watch my days
The ghosts of a hundred suicides
And the tears of ten thousand
Attempts
Drive me to the edge of almost
And beg me
To step just a little closer