My red lips and pink cheeks give the appearance of life, but don't be fooled, I'm really dead.

You had a life but you sold your soul. Lay down and die now it won't be long.

"sometimes it feels like the only way is applying death on your self"

Like an adict I live for the pain.

Sick and twisted......
Just set me free,
Just let me be me,
So can you see,
Your pain is mine,
You suffering is divine,
My fangs will pierce,
My fury is fierce...

Never let the demon
inside you flought away,
you might need
it another day.

You have broken me once..once but not twice...

There it goes again,
Whispers in the dark announcing my sin.
When did all this begin?
When will this end?

When I find myself in a hole... I don't look for a ladder to get out. I keep digging until I find hell.

My sanity requires I remember to forget things