Bruised lips tell a story,
that my voice never could...

The cliff edge bites into her feet,
and whispers of fear float from ear to ear...

I still miss him with all my heart,
still cry for him and crave his touch...

The bitter taste of salty tears,
and the sting of vodka as it numbs my pain...

To all the haters who said I couldn't; To all the...

I'm not perfect and I'm well awear of it. I make...

Walk a mile in my shoes,
see my pain...

Sweet kisses are full of poison,
and tender hugs are fierce with hate...

Can you feel the madness?
How about the cold...

A little over two years ago, I remember being...
<3...

She sits in silence thats way to loud,
and shivers when its warm...

His hands are fisted,
eyes full of angry tears...