The blade deep inside my back,
Twisting and turning...
I am sorry. this will not rhyme. this is not a...
for who has the heart to downgrade poems? do you...
Sick twisted poets
With their malicious pens...
Sometimes reality is too much to bear
And when I'm intoxicated I gain the ability not to...
How can I wait here
And still want you...
Fear, sadness and feeling of despair
all mixed in one for this girl to share...
Quivering quietly
your...
Deep and Sorrow show me horror,
Take my breath away...
What I've become?...I'm just a shadow... a corpse...
A ghost cursed to haunt you... my life has no...
I'm falling apart now
And slipping away...
I lay awake every night,
dreading going to sleep...
Twilight creeping across this field.
Whispers of shadows, yet revealed...