Justin:

Are you feeling what I'm feeling?
Or is this disillusioned dreaming
the thing that got me so far down.
It seems next time,
you won't be around to talk me down.
What's appropriate for our situation
doesn't quite cut it
as cleanly as my blade did.
Though the scars fade,
the pain remains.
This is a new crisis.
This is a new and foreign world to me.
I won't push for sympathy,
but when you push me,
it does hurt.
I do feel it where my heart resides.
And though you don't realize
the tears dripping from my burning eyes
are for you and only you.