I'm still breathing.

Be still my heart,
make sure I'm still breathing.

I might be dead,
but I can still hear you teasing.

Spread lies,
plotting my demise.

See my pain?
Just look into my eyes.

Letting the blood run cold,
so many months wasted.

Put the blade down,
So many people, disappointed.

Read my book,
hear my cries.

Hold my hand,
as my heart dies.

You're my muse,
but I feel so used.

Let me be,
you can't see.

All the pain,
I hid away.

Be still my heart,
make sure I'm still breathing.