If I were to produce a photocopy of myself,
The exact replica of what all else see...
The taste of blood fills my mouth
What is it that I'm constantly doing wrong...
Kyle your always drunk and so sad
you want to feel worse...
Enigma plagues unknown answers-
of what has transpired of this love...
It scared me when I finally did it.
The pressure hit...
Psychedelic dreams haunt
damp corridors of...
The silence evaporates
tiny molecules of your voice float about...
At times your love...
with its promises of rays...
Sadness, could you disappear for a while?
Your haunting spirit always lingers...
Abuse made her leave
No where to go...
I lie in bed with tears running down my cheek and...
your stupid boyfriend, lying and turning people...
I stare
though forbidden,still I do...