Bring it to light
I hate you so...
Lets do this again
Lets pretend like we can...
Upon a horse
Death will ride...
The Devil is inside of me
He is my keeper...
Jimmy was a little orphan boy
In the basement he found a toy...
Simple little poems,
jokes etched in a wrist...
In a corner of the universe,
a place where the young can touch the stars...
Attention to detail
in a white washed, smoothed out room...
With cliche lines and melodies
Ill express the things I cannot say...
Jack-o-lantern faces,
they aren't really there...
Confession: I don't feel well,
terrified of the dreams...
Jump . . .
Standing on the roof...