A rope makes me cry
A stool makes me shiver...

Shoot for the moon
We say we love flowers...

You can breathe in the music
The forest makes...

I am alone now
In the dark of the night...

She stalks the night
in a black shield...

Her eyes were puffy, bloodshot, and red
She woke up to find that her normal was dead...

A tremble down my spine
A chill in the air...

Words Make up this poem
Words make up your life...

Hush my sweetone
go on to bed...

Why must i hide?
why must i shelter myself...

Im not supposed to tell you this
But i dont think i can hold it back...

There is someone out there for everyone
i just have yet to find him...