HER HEART is emptied
by thoughts of acceptance...

Pain and pride
go hand in hand...

Pardon my manors
I don't mean to offend...

You can pretend to love
you can act like you care...

Dead was the child when finally they found her
Slit was her throat when they lifted her out...

He leaned in
I barely expected it...

WHAT!?!?!
have i done to make you hurt me so...

Chords and wires
wrapped around your neck...

Chains, incisions
rattling in my visions...

Nooses on angel wings
Thorns in their halos...

Frequently denying
That your heart is lying...

Her eyes are wet with tears
She cries the nights away...