We often talk about those walls
I have built up around my love and affection...
Dying body on the floor
Aching, crying nevermore...
Broken little girl with cuts on your arms,
Your eyes are so empty...
A putrid moon separates the skies like a rotten...
Exiled from a lonely hole in the ground...
She stood lost
in the moment...
What Am I?
I'm a fallen angel...
I didn't know feeling empty could be so...
- Morning stirs and mixes milky residue into my...
We hurt,
And we bleed...
Just pop another pill, these feelings will fade...
Just pop another pill, is what the doctors say...
Sometimes life just gets to be too much-
Overwhelmed, out of control, unbearably afraid...
A woman tries to wash a spot of bird poop off of...
She scrubs and scrubs, but the poop remains...
Days kept account of by the tiny figures on pill...
And you've got to wonder: what am I doing with my...