He just disappeared.
as the water remained still...
I am not ready to forget all the pieces of the...
that wheel is still in spin...
the savagery of man-woman kind, on display
let there be dark in your life...
I've counted the weeks, days and hours
And scribed them into my heart...
There is no promise, that love will not fade
When you think of how, it's failed in the past...
My book is one for masochists
They wrote the epilogue for me in hate...
Tell me that there is a reason for me being alive,
that there is a final meaning...
It is such an easy lie for me to tell
No Matter how many people are around...
I close my eyes
I try to escape...
Hey,
It’s me...
My heart is trash
It spills its juice...
Wishing away
Maybe one day...