Crowded halls, people pushing,
Binder falling to the ground...

Lie to your heart as you walk away,
Tell yourself it will all be ok...

Speeding quickly past.
Zooming, zipping fast...

Dwells deep within,
Fighting and struggling to win...

I hurt. i cry, my heart aches with pain.
My mind is whirling, im going insane...

Figures arrive attired in black
waiting, wondering why it happened so fast...

A childhood lost to traitorous nightmares
pain, hate, and agony alike...

Like a withered rose, I lay dying
In the cold of night...

Tall, Dark , figure standing there,
Whispering nightmares into my ear...

My one drug of choice.
My escape from this cruel world...

Sitting in my window
waiting for Peter pan...

Neon colors dripping slowly,
gathering neatly into a puddle...