My life is just a black hole,
spinning round and round...

Just stone me!
Stone me with all your lies...

Watch your eyes stare,
Watch your lips quiver...

When I close my eyes.
She’s there in vivid color...

Kind
Gental...

Dread creeps into my being gradually,
Whispers of terrors to come...

Tracing the scars
The soft spoken lines...

The waves that crash on the surface of the sand...
The grass develops then deceases, being submerged...

The voices,
They whisper...

I feel so alone in the world,
like nobody cares and i"m dirt...

I am watching time pass me,
because i do not no what to do...

There is a tree in a forest.
Standing tall...