Toying with my blades
playing with my gun...
** Before you read this, just know that this is...
Dear Diary...
Every day it gets worse,
like a nightmare with no escape...
I hear its whisper in a distance
I feel the graceful dance of the air...
I think about you everyday.
And it hurts so bad...
A poem from my favorite movie, in my words...
You're looking in my eyes,
Well, darling, tell me what you see...
I can feel your cold eyes
on top of me...
They all gather around dressed in black,
Tears escape from their eyes because of the loved...
If only you'd listened
I tried to let you know...
So much pain behind these eyes
so much that i can not hide...
The mirror is my enemy
I can't stand to be near it...