The scent of rotting bodies
The sound of dreadful pain...

She slit She cut She sliced her skin
It hurt She cried She could not win...

I cry
I weep...

It’s like fear
Throughout my body...

What’s the point of life?
What’s the point of living...

Living lies
Never stopping...

We sat together
me, her, and him...

I used to look into his eyes
and I'd see all the lies...

Tattered and broken
shattered inside...

In the dark i wait
Feeling trapped and unsafe...

It's read again
From the book...

Rotting hearts
Burning lies...