in fields of roses sweet, I swirl
the petals soft, caress me so...

what happened to the days
when writing words...

Sometimes you wonder,
Is this really what I am meant to do...

It seems our love is just a mouse my dear
And sadness is an elephant you see...

To know the truth
it's as if not knowing it at all...

a yellow flower
at the edge of a mountain...

At the bottom
of the button of a rose...

As I lay dying with my head rested upon a plate of...
I boil my tears like I would boil water...

Stress
please quit stressing me up...

darn
everyone wants the truth...

in my sleep I stop breathing
and when I do...

In dreams, I wandered lost
Like dogs without a home...