Everyday is just stress to me
The world always gets the best of me...
Rip the skin away
Watch it bleed...
Sometime past midnight
I'm sitting up right...
One hundren seventy three poems ago
I had a friend...
All of the angels, all of the angels they've died
All of the angels, my guardian angel won't try...
The knife pressed onto my skin
My heart was weak and growing thin...
Once upon a time, in a land so far away
Is a girl who hates her entire life, and died the...
Laying on the grey ground
Dead as it could be...
I feel the tears behind my eyes, once again I cry
Another session of depression and hate, another...
Streaming, dripping, bleeding
Off my pain I'm feeding...
I'll be away for a while
I might not come back...
Life is short
Or much too long...