She holds on the those memories
The daggers from the past...
What if I lived in solitude for the rest of my...
like a goldfish in a bowl...
Waiting for the sun to rise
Wake the night that I despise...
Her time is almost up
Her time is ticking...
Echoes Of Your Voices...Always In My Head.
All I Hear Is Things That Are Left Unsaid...
The black walls fill my brain like the grim reaper...
The cracking noise filling up around me like an...
Return me to those days when I could smile
When happiness made my existence worthwhile...
Paper and Pen
is what saves her every time...
If calm comes after
storms and rain...
Pain is what we live for;we always want more
cry all night;then go out of sight...
"Well well looks who's back for more"
~I'm throwing you out...
My heart is frozen,
Basically steel...