I picked up my bloodstained razor
as I started to cry...

I'm not sure what to make of here,
My eyes are open and my thoughts are cold...

I'm on this train again,
moving forward with no stopping...

Depressed beyond words she reaches for her journal...
"Goodbye cruel world, may I rest in...

Written December 19, 2005
Eating away at my soul, is a demon I can't...

Short little yellow lines
flying by like time...

I feel their beady eyes gaze upon my soul.
like being stabbed with one thousand knives...

I'l be here forever,
you'll never see me leave...

So here I am, alone for now.
Dealing with I don't know how...

If I could only go back.
What would I change...

Beautiful, white, powder dancing on life
No...

Its the times like these where I wish that I
could just feel the sweet embrace of...