Look what I'm coming to.
a shadow of hurt as my feelings bleed...
When you crept in me the first time
taking my innocence away...
To my father
Youve torn me up to shreds...
I lay my head
Down to sleep...
If I was to dip
my pen, deep inside...
Although loneliness has never bother me...
Tonight...
Somewhere a clock is ticking
Calendars have countdowns...
Nothing waits to be roofed,
a leader of skills attempts...
Why am I not happy?
Why do I feel so weary...
My addiction comes in many forms,
I need it at night just as much as I need it in...
My heart
grave and verdant...
Almost eight years to the day..and you're still in...
Although the pain has lessoned, it seems I'm still...