Like the scars that line her arms,
amid a dark and blackened heart...
i've never felt more empty
more numb...
there's something wrong inside me
and i can't quite figure out...
every night ends similarly:
me, confronted with reality...
THERE’S NOT A PERSON ALIVE
By David N. Donihue...
spending evenings in the cold,
preparing to survive what could be...
;
Take...
There are different levels to my anger
It will always start out the same...
How come I don’t have the strength of movie...
that walks away from pain onto a train and never...
Before you decide
whether you are infected...
The calmness here is eerie,
the silence that cuts like a knife...
I have dreams where I’m falling
most don’t ever hit the ground...