All in a box

Can you feel the shivers running down my back?
Can you see the cracked spaces in the light?
Can you feel the bullet rushing by?
Go down to the creek,and find my hatred in a darkened box,
Now you'll see what I really am,
Look at the ghost in the forgotten forest,

Step on the glass on the floor,
Running through the forest,see the leaves falling?
The note tells all,
Can you see the showdy figures walking away?
Did you feel the hand come out,and catch you for one last time?
Can you see the cut up wings?
Lets read the letters between the wall,
Catch me when I fall,
We'll be seperated by the wall,
Can I say it one last time?