Playful memories cease to grasp,
The days that rolled over our heads...
My eyes get full,
of my tears...
Slowly Going up a mountain,
In a plain white automobile...
I cant explain it
it hurts that bad...
A grin within
My intent...
The night falls with a silent sigh, cold and
alone we are...
I opened my eyes,
For the first time in my life...
I'm nearly at any expense
To understand the words speaking in my head...
Kill a man once feels good for a short time,
Kill a man a hundred times feels a hundred times...
Would you kill for love?
I would, and I will...
Taste The insanity;
It is mine...
Dear Diary:
Mood: Apathetic...