Ripping out my tongue and bleeding from my throat
Holding back the words inside to swallow them and...

The epitome of life
Dwells in a hollow hole at the edge of night...

I know that you're unhappy,
I can see it in your eyes...

Those eyes did penetrate every fiber of a once...
To those that cannot unravel the allusion behind...

I have my share of pain,
And I hide it with a mask...

One last rose
One beauty...

You stare at my timid reflection
As if I'm so far out...

Desperately Calling
Out to a voice...

All this poem is, is a complete and utter...
Please leave me alone...

I sat down in my shower,
And stared into the wall...

A bed of roses, Real yet untrue,
A bed of roses, Beautiful and few...

Hey God
Sorry, it's me again...