Nothing to live for,
even less to die for...
Pain is always here
Pain is always so feared...
Dark, moist
Silent, no voice...
You clasp your pillow, and attempt to rest, your...
Fraudulent figures sweep the darkness...
Wrapped in chains of quilt the demons torture me...
***i dont get it either** lol...
I guess you could call me a normal teen
not grea, not useless but in between...
Do you notice me
when your kissing her...
She's a regretful liar.
She's apologetic...
Take a look into the mirror and tell me what you...
I see a girl who looks somewhat like me...
My wrists are the canvas
and the razor is the brush...
Like a demon from hell
you appear in my thoughts...
I Could not see past the waters.
Even the forest has begun to die...