I'm tuggin at my hair
&&Staring at my converse...
This is a true story about someone harassing my...
A fighting soul, in a battle,
only hears the drums a-pounding...
Darkness falls about my face,
Defining characteristics of our race...
Creeping from under the floorboards
Like a killer in the night...
I do not live in the present
I live in the past and future...
Reaching out, hoping for help, crying so hard, but...
might write another one after this...
The sky turns dark and gray....
The blood flows freely from my wrist...
Ready...set...click!
The click of the bathroom door locking is my...
Nor an EMO
Nor a GOTH...
Days abscond,
nights linger...
Booms, crackles, and...
sounding through the night...