When the tears are too heavy to hold,
I sleep the pain away...
Tell me who I am
Because I can't find my self tonight...
Not every cut,
You can see...
Look at these tears,
That you've left in my skin...
With broken wings I can't do much,
they lack the love from your touch...
There's anger in this world of darkness
A feeling too strong to hide...
When the mask falls
What lies beneath...
When you die you simply leave everyone behind
body and soul you walk out from everybody's mind...
If you only really knew me
Maybe then you would see...
The demonic ways you think
the awful scenes you play over and...
You left me that morning and
so much was left unsaid. Who...
I see the scars on her arms
And know I'm to blame...
Tangle your lies
between our pretzel...
In a world where
dandelions grew into skyscrapers...
The days tell tales
Upon your face...
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the darkest of them all...
Breathing through the cuts they've left
Swimming through the hate I bleed...
My clock has ceased its obnoxious ticking,
It has yet to echo once more...
There in the corner, where no one notices
Is someone dying for acceptance...
Fresh fallen snow
covering the land...
It trickles down my skin,
chilling even him...
I am the perfect glass doll
With porcelain skin...
I've had enough
Of pain and sorrow...
No body knows what I'm holdin' inside,
I try my hardest not to run and hide...
Sleep is my rescue.
I lay to die every night...
You try to be like me
take my life and my man...
The water is rising around me
I'm stuck in the middle of it all...
I'm falling in a sea of despair
Nothing you say can help me to repair...
I look in the broken mirror
But only see a demon...
I know what my best friend does when no ones...
I hate your stench,
I hate your life...
My scars are all in the mind,
I have no cuts on my fore-arms...
No Way From The Pain...
Somewhere between home and I-65,
I found you...
You tear me apart,
With every word you say that stings...
The call came sometime around ten
I heard the sorrowful voice on the other end...
If this is poetry,
I would rather you fill...
My head is spinning,
my hearts stopped beating...
The wind chime's
sweet chime reminds me of you...
I wake up every day with a shred of
hope, that my path will be embellished...
These thoughts of joy,
Bring sorrow...
As the colossal tears streamed down her face
I knew something severe had to be the case...
Blood on my hands,
With no memory of the past...
Hello darkness, my old friend
I feel you creeping in again...
Alice broke the looking glass
In half with her small fists...
Oxygen barely reaches your lips
Time starts to pass and you become frozen...
I'm lost in a world
That is not my own...
And as she breathes
She remembers that little girl she used to be...
Suddenly,
you are all alone...
They say a person with no past
has no future. But when it came...
His eyes where of darkness
Reflected from his soul...