For Every Time You Lied And Said You Loved Me, There Is A Slit Upon My Wrist. . . No Wonder I Am Bleeding To Death. . .

Hell Isnt Too Far Away, Im Closer To It Every Day

I AM DREAMING OF A NEW NIGHTMARE

He told me to stop being so immature, so I broke his tonka-truck

Be good....

Or just be good at it...

Somewhere theres someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile, so when your are lonely, remember its true: somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.

I’ve never lied about loving
I’ve never said it when it wasn’t right
But I’m finding it so hard
To sleep without you at night

I thought of you so many times, I thought you’d want me back, and then I remembered that you had her…

Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust
She Fights To Hold Back Her Pain
And As The Funeral Procession Marches On
The Sunshine Turns To A Monotonous Rain...

Out Of My New Poem, "Stabbed (True Story)

The Situation Isn't Getting Any Better,

I See That Look In Your Eyes