Lithium Poem by Cold Teardrop

Lithium, a jade of sorrow,
crying sickness, winds of ash.
Happines I seem to borrow,
feathers fall down with a crash!

I stand beside a grave,
foggy feelings, I let it show.
The blackest memories will stave,
and bloody tears left on the snow!

The darkness breaks inside,
I just couldn't let it go.
The Ripper walks beside,
but my soul was taken long ago!

Hanging next an icy path,
strugling, kicking, I can't break free.
In the end I'll scream with all my wrath,
angels came to die with me!

I guess I'm bound to stand,
I'll drown my will to cry.
Just grab my hand
and God, please, make me fly!

Upon the mourning grass,
I didnt drink enough to see the light.
Dreams of purple glass,
where good and evil never fight!

My favourite moment was a song,
an epic story, raining pain.
Didn't live enough to see what's wrong
Lithium... Glory to this endless game...