Dear Diary,
Haven't been sad in a while...

Your violent hits.
Your violent kiss...

I love the way the blood seeps into the lines on...
I love how it never stops flowing through my...

The storm is coming,
In fear, run and hide...

People ask why I am the way I am.
I say, because it makes me happy...

You know how you make me feel,
Because I've told you a thousand times before...

Lost inside this emptiness,
Dark as my soul...

Your uniform does not intimidate me,
My perfect imperfections hold strong...

Don't blame me,
I'm just a kid...

I want to cut out your heart,
Because I love you so much...

He told me he was going to die, and I believed...
This is what I wrote...

Our hands are covered in red blood
And our eyes are full of tears...