My ghost haunts me.
It tells me to be free...
Upon these steps of torture
I weep...
When the dawning hits the morning
blood and vengeance as a warning...
Oh if I could only see
The fallen angel, silver wings...
[warning: this makes no sense... well *i* get...
the look of murder would have frightened anybody...
Its the rush and release
With cold acts of desperation...
Cold icy hands,
Paused blue lips...
You don't believe me,
you think I lie...
I go about my day, as if nothing is wrong. If you...
Constantly on the verge of suicide. Trying not to...
Rubiks Cube
Rubiks cube, what a perplexing look...
Gazing at this world
i wonder why i was put on it...
My King Gets No Gold
These tired eyes sick of mourning...