Cascading down the window pane
teardrops in the form of rain...
I've been told
that it only takes approximately...
I wonder what my life will be
how am I suppose to be...
You said you wanted to die
So you smoke weed and wonder why...
Two thin lines are upon my wrists,
each giving away the most beautiful red wine...
As I sit in the dark
i ponder the mysteries of love...
The wind is making the rain
slap against the window pane...
A dark cloud has formed around me,
I can hear you yelling out my name...
I sit around and wonder,
and watch the days go by...
Swimming into the
gray of days end...
A cold,dark process
Each outcome is a different state...
The days flow by
and still I cry...