I tryed telling you about the cutting,
I didn't want you to know though...
A cold and wintry day to be,
I drift to sleep again...
I stare straight ahead
At the Ghost...
A burden of death has written my fortune
Tyranny overcame blessings...
Brick by brick the wall grows higher
All the hate and loneliness strengthens it even...
So many things to say
Yet not enough...
As oblivion slowly descends
the darkness becomes a friend...
I told you info,
Approximately four weeks ago...
I hate the way you greet me,
I hate the way you talk...
Small little voices in my head
"Kill yourself" thats all they said...
The trees whispered with the winds
As death exhumed the earth...
I see nothing but darkness, last of the light has...
I dont like this place, someone please save me...