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It's been awhile since I've heard from you. And now i'm craving you.
Being by myself isn't safe. I'm not worried about someone else breaking in because I am the intruder and the killer.
I want the shadows to entangle me and kiss me with the passion of death.
They tell me I should stop listening to the voices in my head. But what if one of thone voices is the reason I'm still here? What if that voice holds the knife back?
Honestly, is it so wrong of me to not want to exists here anymore? My heartbreaks everyday seeing the oblivious evil in it. No matter what i do...there will be no difference here.
I miss the sound of you
For years, this is all I've known. It's held my heart and been my home. Now I'm scared to lose myself...scared of letting go. But when you take the sick away...who am I supposed to be?
Here I will be crucified. In a world I was never meant for. A world who knows no truth.
I'lll always be the one looking in
The hardest thing on the world is the view I have of myself