What do you do when all your hope is gone?
What do you do when all your strenght fails you...
Talking and talking and talk....
but no catchy...
With age comes the reality
that life is just another perception...
I dream of fluffy, pillowy pancakes
mounding on my rather half-eaten plate...
Your lips taste like a dead summer
october seems restless...
My mind, a dark shadowy place full of death...
shaking with tears...
Trying so hard to tell you something I know you...
once expected to hear come out of my mouth. How...
I do nothing wrong
Why am I a target...
Again with lies...again with words...again with...
again with fake hopes......again and again and...
My wings so glamourus
they shine so bright...
She wipes her eyes,
So you dont know she's crying...
Water Turned on,
As I turned to lock the door...