Trapped in a corner
Shaded by lies...

I lay here
Sprawled across the Pavement...

Dear "friend"
I tell you one thing about my world...

I am sick of my sorrow
I am sick of your lies...

What do i do when cuttings not enough?
Everyday living in agony...

Jagged item rests in this hand
Shards of pain and tears...

I'm grasping for air
My world swirls around me...

Undeserving soul
Soon becomes inhuman...

Sitting
Cradled by my two brothers...

I grab tight a moment
One too special for memories...

Five letter word
Very hard to say...

You were never there
all this time you told me that you cared...