Lost and found

It was found and lost without a chance to grow
Taken away like the tearing of my soul

Broken without falling sad without cause
Ripped out my heart with razor sharp claws

Lead me astray on a thin silken thread
Made me believe I'd be better off dead

Slipping away from the rest of my life
Slitting my wrists with the edge of a knife

Falling and falling and falling again
The end of my life is about to begin

A special song that someone sang 
I trip and fall but they let me hang

Walking and walking and walking around
Never letting your feet touch the ground

On we must travel till we get to the end 
just a bit further around one more bend

Down and down and down I go
Why does it seem that I fall so slow

This is the way that all things should end
Just like a letter I just didnt send..