She comes to me every night
Shows me the way...

The words i write
my heart for you...

My memories
haunt me every second...

The hidden art
of a painter...

What is the point?
What is Holden trying to tell us by the life he...

My dreams
are my reality...

Emptiness is what i feel
it has consumed me...

"without struggle there is no progress"
see to struggle is to learn...

To be remembered
Is a very special thing...

I'm in a strange place now
i don't know where i am...

Take a look around
Tell me what you see...

The pointless pile of nothing
that i have become...