I smile
I laugh...

Life is love. Love is painful. Yet suicide is...
Breathe deeply...

A smile that's wiry
A hope that's gone...

The unkind words
The shattered hearts...

A smile is something to warm a heart
And chase away a stormy day...

Love is the innocence of a child
Intense like lightning, never mild...

The windowed room of reality
Beyond the room of dreams...

Walking on my home bound route
Breath in the cold crisp air...

Tears are a language of it's own
It's something that nobody can be shown...

In World War II
The skies turn blue...

When my wrist is bleeding from the gash through my...
you cannot stop the bleeding...

I am nothing but a withered flower
No longer beautiful, never to be loved again...