To be cruel to the one who gave me faith
that the world (patched and stained in reddened...
Upon a road of uncrossed tears
fighting infections of endless words...
She sits in her room,
upon her empty bed...
Lukewarm water pools around my once stuttering...
unhesitatingly, with all the grace of spilled wine...
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offense...
Choices...
Knife or pen...
Breathe...
Smile...
Thoughts are getting the best of me. Feelings are...
This infection is seeping out of a wound that...
You don't have to be trapped in your body because...
I will win this battle against anxiety...
What's the extreme?
rewind what see...
She was so beautiful when you looked at her
You wanted her for yourself...
There is someone else that sees through my eyes
Someone to hold my hand when I'm lost...