You think that things are going to be ok.
Yeah right, they're gonna be grand.

Cause baby I wanna hear it from your lips,
If we're gonna be together or apart.

My home's here now...but will it last for long, until once again I'll be leaving one day?

I want to love you forever, but you just don't believe me, so why should I rip out my heart only to hear you say I'm telling a complete lie?...

Just like the sand on the beach...everything will wash away and nothing will be left...

Me saying I love you to anyone is rare...so if I say I love you, then you are one of the rare gems in my heart that I cherish <3

As blood spills from my lips and I take one last breath, I utter those last three words left unwanted and they are...I love you.

Solemnly souless spirits split souls apart while steadily slumbering with vacant hearts.

We are who we are no matter what anyone tells us. We may change with time but our lives are like the changing weathers of time. Storming with rage at moments yet calm as the sea on a windless day.

Writing is the night sky; vast yet never empty and mysterious for what has yet to come...

Welcome to my ASYLUM, where the white jackets are treasured, and the screams brings you displeasure.