Surrounded by the sound of rain
followed by the constant pain...

The feeling came back
driting into my heart...

How much of this is real?
none of it seems to be alive...

As i read all your poems
all i did was cry...

The moon shines in its lonliness
so beautiful, yet dark...

She looks all around her
nothing looks the same...

I cut my wrist,
hope to die...

When i look at people
i always want to kill...

She thinks about her life
and she doesn't want it anymore...

I'm all by myself
theres no one around...

I can see my breath,
against the cold night air...