My hands are covered up in blood.
there covered inside the dirt...

The fire is going as i look.
the flames are getting higher...

As i look upon the trees.
where i sit on a leaf...

The pain is so deep that I'm not,
I'm not even feeling it anymore...

The pain is running off her skin.
she's shaking from the water drops off her face...

Last time i wrote one.
we left with a good note...

I begin to realize how stupid i am.
how stupid i begin crap without...

I have a question for anyone.
maybe only you...

The pain is gone from the hurting.
the scars show but i don't look...

She draws a paper heart.
shades of pink to red...

Kindergarten is a place.
where you run your imagination...

The pain is killing me.
the smiling is hurting my face...