I feel so empty without the proximity of your...
i fear the day when i wont feel your heart beat...

This poem probably doesn't make since... but tell...

The voices never seem to stop
where is it all coming from...

Now i lay me down to sleep
prey the lord my soul to keep...

I'm sad, confused
twisted and used...

Stuck between the two
don't know which to choose...

This poem is very scattered, and maybe not all...

I walk down this broken path
the story of my life...

This feels right, no matter what they say
i would never have thought that there'd come a day...

Tell me why you would talk that way
tell me why you don't want to stay...

Something i cant begin to explain
this life i live, only in shame...

The broken glass lay on the floor
out for the world to see...