Black Devil tears fall dew on the morning's grass,
Giving re-growth to the misery that gave last...
Rain begins,
Its slow patter on my window...
The shadows that escaped my eyes
are dark and fearious that scream cries...
She looked into the mirror, tears running down her...
Looked down at the razor in her right hand...
The plan of death is were i be
yee the spirits of the past...
Come I invited you,
Dont be rude again...
I was making it
Not very well...
Whats wrong with me
Am I just another troubled teen...
Such a love had never been
for the whole world saw it as a sin...
I feel nothing
No ones there...
Singing songs to an empty grave.
A soulless body...
I lonely walk lifes weary path
Accepting gods vengeful wrath...