Thank God it was you that found me lying here
face down in a mirror doing my best
attempt to disappear

I had given you every last bit of my trust
and this is what happens when gold turns to rust
you'll get weaker, you'll get beat down
you'll get trampled from the inside
and when i get through with you
you're gonna wish you had died

Im a lover not a fighter
despite what you may hear
so plz dont make me fight for you
dont make me shed a tear
for if a tear is shed said she
i will surley bid you go
& once again my heart will bleed
once again ill crawl below

-it hurts..

But each time that it threw me back
i refused to stand
i couldnt look around again
to see no outstretched hand

i couldnt wake up to find
that there never was a light
i covered my ears with stronger hands
i never want to hear im right

"so what made you think that he couldnt find the door in the morning when he found that bed so easily in the dark"

Turnd out that i was wrong
drugs are bad i don't belong
momy gave up, dady dyd
i watcd my sister as she cried
and thru the pain i bled & bled
hoping u would want me dead
watcd the stars before the jump
finally running off this dump

Everyone that crossed my path,
left me with my darkest half

I believe what doesnt kill you makes you...stranger

The days were harder, that they knew, but persisted to ignore
and so like smiles, they faked their shock, when they walked through the door

-new poem "her road pt.1"

Words seem too strong a power for such a frail thing as humanity who fears not only themselves but an unknown, yet everlasting, reality

-meditative mind (im sure itll end up a poem)