Mountain. Heavy mountain. It changed over a long...
The sky. Blue sky. Invisible objects. Visible...
Look into my eyes,
What can you see...
Can you see who I am yet?
- The scars that riddle my arms - My silent plea...
Does it ever really stop?
The pain...
Drip drip as the blood hits the floor
Another slash to the arm...
I tell you how I feel, but your heart is at repose
I give you my heart, but yours is in comatose...
With heart ripped open
And hope against hoping...
She's scared to look,
But she has to know...
Yesterday, a ghost of an
old heartbreak came visiting...
Strength is a verb I dont posses
Comfort is something I've deamed of...
Bury me in stone
So reason can exist...
I had longed for your security
You were supposed to protect me...