When you pull a specific string from a beautifully knit sweater, the entire thing unravels . Just like my life...you've found that specific string. You pull on it slowly revealing my cut up naked body. Turned to dust by your hand.

Lost inside my mind of fear, can't take this all, can't spare the tears.

Stories and scenarios have taken over my mind. No one sees the pain I hide when I pretend I am alright.

You left me here holding onto a hope. A hope that you might love me someday. I just let go...knowing if I held on it would tear me apart.

I am your brightest star but I am fading out tonight...forever ashes in the sky.

I wrote the melody of our love song but you arn't there to add in the harmony. Another love song goes unfinished and lost forever.

&& She asks me to paint my secret if I can't tell her. I sit here,immobile. I just can't tell her. I turn from the blank canvas to my arm with a blade, and once again it all comes out.

Behind every smile is a burden I bear but can not hold on my shoulders much longer...slowly slipping into the depths of hell.

I wonder if this generation was chosen to suffer or if it was a lucky draw of the hat...I wonder if I was important enough for God to c.h.o.o.s.e. me to suffer.

Why do you kill me like this?...Slow, with my blood on your lips.