Do you ever wonder
Where this life will lead us...

Cupid I think not
Stupid I believe so...

You'd think one would dread
The thought of being dead...

I wipe the tears from your eyes
As your soul cries...

He told me he loved me
Yet I wasn’t the only one he told...

I sit
Staring...

Did I do it again,
was I worthless to another...

I sit here, with my cutlery of death in hands,
A blade in my left and sharp scissors in the...

What is it about you?
When I’m round you I crave you...

The sky was so dark
with those shining stars...

I'm so tangled in thought,
I try to scrawl them down on paper...

Traces of yesterday,
Echoes of years...