The words that flow out through this darkness,
Always fail to reach the light...
People come and people go;
my hearts afraid to show...
At last a new day has come alive
No more stress and no more strive...
Wind on your face
silent grace...
Oh Deceitful Death!
I feel your presence...
Dreams..an escape
drreams... better then my living nightmare...
To describe me
Is to describe a hypocrite...
I'm surrounded by posers and many fake laughs
Sitting amongst so called friends i am but an...
When spring comes,
I will see flowers blooming...
I figure near the equator,
in that sticky delirious...
How will I be remembered,
After I expire...
Arms flung white and stiff above her head
fingers clutch the shelf...