there is a pain that comes

from holding on too long

a subtle knife that scrapes the veins



we both know i'm leaving

i'm already gone

even if i'm here today



the line that defines

the shape of our lives

slowly bleeds into gray



the line that divides

this world from my mind

can only lead me away



this ever present terror

of what each day will bring

that i won't find the strength

to live



alive enough to see

just how far away i am

from where i really need to be