I miss you!
I Love you!
I hate you!
I hurt you!
I save you!
I bite you!
I kill you!
but you killed me first.

The owl sits perched on his window,
Showing there's soon to be a widow.
Chills run through his body
Knowing that nobody
Will come to his aid
As his debts are not paid
And for the owl, now on his shoulder.

Whispering her blessing,
asking him to spare her,
as he is gently caressing
her soft, golden shoulder

An innocent child's breath,
taken away all too soon,
as their father steps away,
wielding a spoon.

Although the wind is blowing hard,
You still have one last card,
This card is life or death,
So, you plead the fifth.

I'm addicted.
The taste of the cocaine at the back of my throat, is all that I have.
It's everything I need.
You don't need me, and neither do the others.
So i'll have a line, sit back and feel the happy tingles through my body.

The smile is only half the act

; Remember when people got to know you before they judged you?
Yeah. Me either.

Rather than indulge in self-pity and wonder about how much compensation you're entitled to, wouldn't it be better to dedicate your life to something worthwhile?

Cry your heart out, or even scream and kick
I will always be by your side,
Because i know that
this is an agonizing moment to live