Breathe.
Slower...
Trapped in a shell of a wounded heart
good thoughts ready to be reversed...
If you're ever alone
And you hear a clock...
A stitch for a joint
With buttons for eyes...
In the Darkness,
In the Shadows...
Steer clear of logic,
For there are forces present...
My mind
It's Darkening every Minute...
She pictures her death,
her bitter sweet death...
What is this?
Who is this...
My heart will not beat another soundless thud
While the fire flies swim through the darkest...
Numbers...characters - symbols of obscurity
letters...alphabets - they are racing toward me...
Walking through the dark
Carrying the gun...