Screaming And Coughing Up Blood

Every word cuts like glass
Every shard giving new hope inside
Every breath I choke on blood
In bitter angst I cry

Bleeding intestines trial like a bloodied rope
Dying to feel anything, to be alive...
Tying the noose that buries all hope
What is left to say, when nothing remains

All I ever wanted (X2)
Was a chance to set things right
A chance to continue on, to fight
To share this love each and every night

When our screams die in the dark
Are our dreams nothing? Nothing?
Will our actions echo our screams
Or are we only living dead end dreams?