The owl sits perched on his window,
Showing there's soon to be a widow.
Chills run through his body
Knowing that nobody
Will come to his aid
As his debts are not paid
And for the owl, now on his shoulder.

I miss you!
I Love you!
I hate you!
I hurt you!
I save you!
I bite you!
I kill you!
but you killed me first.

Why can't you see?
That your still apart of me
Through the smiles
and the laughs
Why can't you sense my tears?
You know all my fears.
I just don't understand.
Why are you not holding my hand?

Why can't everone let me go? why? all everyone is doing is just making it harder for me to let go... to end.

Passed the point of no return,
passed the point of cutting,
now im left here to burn
in my own living hell.

Why does the past, always come back to haunt? why now, just when i start feeling okay again? please lord, just tell me why.

Every week i get injured, just so i can say im hurting so i have a reason to take medication. But every time, i take one, two, three more than necessary just hoping that it will make me fall into a sleep ill never get out of.

Every day i help to take away my friends pain and secrets, keeping them deeply hidden in my heart, never telling a soul, but my heart is getting way to full...

Losing my mind,
without you beside me.
Not knowing who to trust
only knowing that, ur there.
but your not.
your not beside me
so i'm lost.
forever.

Fire:
The ashes are the past,
blown away by time.
The wood is the present,
slowly burning away.
The fire is the drive in your heart
For a fresh start.