Deep bright stars
Lay peacefully in the sky...

The smell of the air
whizzes past my nose...

My hand so cold
as it touches the photo frame...

A tender heart filled with nothing
Such few words cause you pain...

Nothing, Wasted
Blood, Tasted...

A feeling unexplainable to tell
So lost and damaged inside...

Carved into a circle
Shyly deemed in its place...

A line without a word
showing signs of no regret...

Watching, Listening
Walking, Exsiting...

A shot, a push
No pressure at all...

Sitting so empty
so alone in the dark...

Peices of peices
Break my world apart...