A slender figure in her snowy gown
the cool breeze drifting through her dark hair...
I know it may seem like the easy way out
but there are better ways to do it...
She ran. Her feet were bloody, but she still ran...
They weep for a shell long lost to those who cared...
Cold, numbing fear clutched her heart desperately...
And as an alley way is lit with softest dawn's...
Locked in my padded cage
Killing myself with every breath of smoke I inhale...
Blood shot eyes,
Insomnia apparent...
This small voiceless creature so petrified
Moved on so slowly with innocence aside...
Who is that man in the road I see?
The man who stares right back at me...
When the dawning hits the morning
blood and vengeance as a warning...
As the days grow colder, my heart grows blacker,my...
Do you think the Sun is happy?
Do you think the Sun cares about...
Dark days
depressed times...