Can it be possible that God in all his mighty,
when he created men...

In this depressive day, when rain falls like tears
could you hold me like a pen, in between your...

Another wrinkle stamped on my skin
Great! The skin says date to mail this person to...

And so my Will is the captain,
and I'm the ship...

Are you a thorn or are you not?
You sting my stress away with just a touch...

Why must I write using imagery?
Should I paint words as if those words...

There's this thing called the ego,
It likes sitting on the passanger seat...

Nothing kills not even death.
We live forever, forever we live...

Someday, your eyes will be
two coffins in the cemetery...

It was when the lightbulb in the room,
Turned on...

The only thing I know is that
we, all, are broken...

If I were to fall in your arms
hold me tight, alright...