You look down at your shattered feet
And lying on the ground...

Pain… Tears… Hate… Fears…
Consuming my mind...

She stared in the mirror, quickly
Wiping away a tear...

Trapped
Surrounded in glass...

I can feel it…
It’s getting stronger now...

Nobody knows
How much it hurts...

Dear all,
If you are reading this, I’m already dead...

An innocent girl
A TV show...

I love you.
That is the only way to...

“I saw your arm,” she said to me.
“The fresh cuts upon your wrist...

My eyes are hungry for your gaze
Yet I still watch from afar...

The rain, though it poured heavily down
Was silent...