I lay bare on the cold floor
My lifeless body pale and empty
Blood gushing out of my stomach
Signaling the time of a heavy passing.
Wondering if I can find a sign
That I was alive
In this dark and lonely place
I wait for some kind of miracle
To ease my suffering
And my being deprived
Of the line I once drew encased
So bring me back a body
A face I can recognize
A voice I can hear
And a heartb...