The chemicals my lips pour from broken teeth,
I’m just the disaster you tried to keep underneath;
…But every time you sin
I’m breaking through your skin…
To lay blood and bone to peace.

I'm sorry underneath you hate me, im sorry im an impetant disgrace, im sorry i remind you of hell... but more than anything i'm sorry i'm me...

Why do i have to spend my life miserable to try and please everyone else?

Band-aids don't heal the wound
All they can do is cover.
Just as my mask won't make you stay,
but hide the hurt of losing another.

> from my poem 'Breathe'

Heavens too far to hear your call
And Hell has burnt you down.
The cupid and the comet
Never touched the ground.
Black and white to purpose gain
Breed the pertain heart.
You’re not another angel to fall;
You already fell apart.

You're my carousel,
My sick, sweet disease
As I drown in your spell,
In the calmest seas.
You're my heart and soul
And burning flame.
You took control,
in this childhood game.

The ode of a failure with a gun to my head.

I'm reaching for the stars and hitting my head on the roof...

...And in your eyes, my dreams weren't worth keeping, so you killed me from the inside out.

When it hurts to breathe, when you life falls apart, He's there, arms around you and wiping your tears away.