There is no where else the hide
Nothin to be done...
Can you tell me the answers?
the answers which no one knows...
Should i run or walk
out of this place...
The tip of the blade
Runs through my veins...
Why do I feel this?
Agony...
Feel my hate
As you read this poem...
A sea of familiar faces drown her
It's as if she's never seen them before...
The pain inside is starting to build up.
No one can see everything that is falling apart...
Tears are your drug
Addicted every night...
Hello, I see you
goodnight once again...
Delicate patterns, shallow and deep.
beauty in crimson from my hands to my feet...
She looks warm,
Happy...