Upon Death's doorstep I kneel
Asking how my wrists are sealed
Didn't I lay, shrouded in blood, peering at the sky?
Oh... I guess I died.

They say you find gold at the end of a rainbow. I followed it to its end and all I found was my time wasted, and my dreams burned.

Done again.... what's left? What's next? Nothing! This is the end of everything for me!

The scars on my arm and wrists are the kisses of life, the very, very cruel kisses.

*bows* I appreciate your amusement as I readjust my mask after each and every act. Surely this means I have perfected the art of lying and saying, "I'm fine."

I'm not sorry I left her. Good. One less life to ruin. Less guilt for my conscience.

You think I'm crazy because voices in my head scream at me every minute of every day. But really, they're just whispering all the damage you and everyone else have done to me.

I'm better off hiding with the monsters inside my mind.

"I just walk this path alone... with the angel of death walks me home... my home of misery"

"He tore down my doll, then I tore down his heart. He killed my love ones with a knife, I killed him with my bare hands. I'm his worse nightmare"