He stumbles through the door, liquor bottle...
Wishing his pain would end, but no one could ever...
Pretend I'm not slipping,
I don't know my warning signs...
Will the wind carry my voice
across thousand miles...
Where Angels roam
Some day we will meet again...
Cedar scented memories
under lock and key...
I'm living off an assumption that never should...
Distant thoughts...
Funny? Happy? Oh, yes she is!
Her smile? Seems like a sunrise...
Sitting calmly on the kitchen floor
Hearing thunder hit the door...
Mommy daddy why are you up
I can hear your yelling from my room...
I was so speechless
My mind drowning in dismay...
Depression, is worse than any pain
Depression, isnt going insane...
Chaotic flow of liquid streaming
Down fleshed hills of rose; Never-ending...