You can't be here, But you don't want to go back,
You know he'll hurt you; love is something they...
Painting on a beautiful smile, pretending to care
Acting innocent, in reality I'm harsh mean and...
You're a line
and I'm a string...
Alone.. I look up with wide, suspicious eyes...
I can hear them; their stench, a palpable puss...
Sleep is my rescue.
I lay to die every night...
The voices
they won't get out of my head...
Alone I sit and listen
To the sounds of emptiness...
Oh the terrible people
They should all die...
You're lacking something rotten,
But I'm sure I'll compensate...
Corridor's of light
flickered...
In this cold winter night
The fog kills the moonlight...
With
A smile...