I wear depair like an overused accessory...

Demons flowing through my heart cause me to bleed black.

I can see it,
But I feel no pain.
I can taste it,
But there's nothing I gain.

And her blood was spilt as she layed down and cried...

Life is like a box of chocolates, If you get a bad one, throw it away...

Please, dad, do not wound what you cannot heal...

"The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded minds, and torn spirits."

-Dean Koontz, One Door Away From Heaven

I cannot sleep,
I want to die,
I sit alone,
And cry and cry

I can I be happy everyday, when you took my soul away?

When you feel like your living life like ontaking dares, give up, cause there's no one who cares