As I lay in the dark waters,
Hearing so many sad voices crying out my name...
Deep in the belly of a
violent storm, rages...
A whirlwind
of selfish thoughts...
If the nights were as dark
as the thoughts that linger...
Bus and train
smashed together...
I'm scared...
there's many reasons why...
Im sorry daddy but im not your little girl
i started drugs and smoking more and more...
Found in her hand,
a crumpled up letter...
My name is Elliana and I'm a prisoner of...
I'm seven years old and I've now become a number...
Goodnite, Sweetheart, Goodnite
From far away I imagine your voice...
He sits alone in his room, looking over who he'd...
It didn't matter, because of what he had to lose...
Im dead.
But i have no grave...