No signal

Hiding,expressing myself with ink..
But who knew that behind this skin there's enough blood for me to sink.
To this road so cold on my bare feet.
I beg for your mercy..but you don't speak.

Take me out of this place.
Replace me with cold air.
And let's see who notices,
who cares, and who desides to stop and stare.

Falling,but never hitting a surface..starring at myself but seeing a differnt person.
Behind my closed eyes lyes the only hope I can find.

I tread this thin ice.
Waiting to sink.
As it is Beginning to shatter.
I accept that I am the sacrifice this river of blood needs.

But I am done waiting..so I leap through the ice and become apart of this river that man is creating.