My life without you would be dark and incomplete...
When you knock at the door
make sure your hand is not heavy...
I don't want to be dead.
I want to not have to lie about how my day went...
Dead and Gone
So here I sit...
A deep slash on each damned wrist,
And a hurricane of thoughts...
I never will understand
why the evil monster...
Tears Flow freely now
into a reflective pool...
87 days
2088 hours...
Some old men over the hill
tend to be hateful and ill...
I lost a very special best friend when I was 7...
This life is so dull
So I'm asking you please...
I wish I could hold him,
Find out what he was like...