I dont know why the days end
with thoughts of suicide...

The blink of the light catches
my eye...

Fresh tracks made by the ghost
erases my body from the crypt...

I cant understand the things
they say is it to late to take...

Silence hovers over her like
a rain cloud spreading bad...

What is Christmas but a day to
get new toys toys you all...

What am i but flesh and bones
tied into a world of mistrust...

These thoughts will over throw her will
the only will that counts...

Hes leaving soon
and i cant bring...

A tightness clenches her
throat death seems to be...

Monday brings new words that need to be known
As these pictures are shown...

Dandy lion kisses
soft and smooth as...