Her heart was ripped
Ripped apart from her soul...
Once I dreamed
That I couldn't breathe...
Running...
Away from it all...
I just don't understand
Why you did what you did...
Sometimes I feel addicted to death,
sometimes I feel afraid to walk ahead...
The Voices..
They won't stop...
My home is the cabin that no longer stands,
on the edge of that watery stream...
She kissed him goodnight
Relishing his lips...
Her eyes are swollen.
Her cheeks are red...
Tearing at my hair,
Scratching at my skin...
Hesitated, I stand there,
wondering, if giving in to my sorrows...
Pictures and a scatter of memories - are a little...
Snow falls gently onto cold ground, in the last...