Life has become has become so complicated
And has made me so unsure...
Death is like a crack on the windshield of my car
I can see that crack's dissemination...
There's a spot on the wall
Small and dark, just one...
Like being caught out in the rain
I was soaked; in pitiless shame...
10:15 PM -
There's no sweet sixteen or forever twenty-one...
Harshest judgment comes,
When we find our reflection...
Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out...
My shadow sees my
pain and suffering, yet it...
Sandstorm and rain
This house of pain...
Take time to think
for even a mad man thinks as he...
Just going through this thing called life,
not wanting mine to be full of strife...
Struggling against the raw cords that lash,
You thrash and scream, heart furiously beating...