Every insecurity reflects a thousand times
upon these brilliant, shattered surfaces...
The only sound that echoes through the night is...
The only ones who remained are the dead...
HEAR ME
MY CRiiES FOR HELP...
Broken promises, caught in lies
it doesn't hurt to hear her cries...
An amount of uncanny elusiveness,
just a particle that once contained nudity...
It was a dark night,
The playground was in sight...
The scene of the crime
Glance elsewhere...
Theses are all my emo poems and the last one is my...
(Emo Kid...
Nothing can save me now.
For I have chosen my fate...
Home alone
no one to stop me...
I don't think I can make it through the night
Everything is wrong, nothing seems right...
Sitting amongst your midnight stool
Stainless steal taunting to stain...