Watch me through the window, clouded and sad
Stare at me through the mist, as I turn myself mad...

Covering up my footsteps, which light up the...
Echoes of my agonizing walk on my bleeding feet...

Sleepless nights lost in a sea of thoughts and...
Pictures flitting through my mind of my time with...

Overpower me, hold me down to the broken tiles
Suffocate my attempts at these faked smiles...

Here be mine grave where my body lies
By the rivers mourning tears, the maiden she cries...

There it is sitting on my bed
A cold voice talking inside my head...

Why? One word, a question for you dad
I've tried my hardest to live up to your...

**A letter written to vasco popa author of the...
Dear mr popa...

Remember when she was depressed
It made people so distressed...

I sit here, voices in my head
Telling me I should be dead...

Hiding away from the truth
Pretending it isn't real...

Although for everyone else this is a time of joy
The holidays are no longer my friend...