Where water lies,
from drops of cries...
A dark room full of unknown shadows,
broken glass lying on the floor...
I walk on the patio
on the morning of Wednesday...
Life is wasted
The clock is bent...
I sit and stare
At the computer monitor in front of me...
I go to bed
turn off my light...
My Fight...
Christopher nelson,
my Dad...
Can you see it?
Can you hear it...
Welcome to my world!
Welcome to a place where I\'m the only one...
The sand has covered my toes beneath,
they're sinking fast into concrete...
Death is a miracle just as life
Why must we make it such a strife...