Maybe if I become
strong...
You know they're kind of the same
both like art...
I am lost in an empty room,
Crowded only with myself...
I held myself up,
just like any other day...
I want to be completely alone,
my husband and children gone...
A beautiful bride.
Cherry blossom dress and veil...
She was a child of 15
when she had a child of her own...
Starlight leaks through clouds that weep,
While shadows crawl and silence creep...
The time that I felt something,
Was a cloud of childhood mumbling...
Can You Hear Me?!
“Hello” says the voice...
I've hurt you again and it kills me
But this time I think it's for the best...
There is a beast that lies within
Destroying all in it's path...