Held the Hands of Angels
I walked into a church without a piece of faith...

My Lupus Heart
*The term lupus, in this poem, has two different...

Memories 2
Silence...

I am
far away from life and love and hope...

Clandestine Pleasures
*in perspective of a friend, respectively...

Do you wanna know why
i think of sweet suicide...

3a.m.
what has happened to the night...

The despairing moon was stagnated
somewhere over the carved mountains...

Their Faces, All Maps
On a mountain I sit of gold insight...

Every step you take brings a chill
all the horror gleams so evilly...

If I can still look in your eyes
I'm happy...

White Roses
I have no idea if your the one...