You look at my scars and laugh
Just think if I can do this to myself
Without pain
Just imagine what I could do to you
Without a seconds thought

Invisible, blind to the world, nothing. Death is a blessing I will not refuse. Take me now sweet angel. Bless me, dear angel of death.

Then the little girl looked up at me and asked "Where do the all the lonely people belong?"
And I couldn't answer her because I'm one of them.

Forgotten by her parents,
another girl mutures in the darkness.

Hate. It's sweet taste allows one to forget their pain. Thus, in the depths of despair, men cling to hate. Even if they know the deception is only momentary. . .

You see me sitting there crying you laugh in my face like you have -never- been heart broken before.

Come with me, Come with me, we'll travel to infinity.

I silence my words untill your return

Flowers fade fast, but weeds last the season.

Bleeding from the start