I look at that needle hanging on to your skin
little droplets running through your veins...
I am walking in the rain
these are all my tears...
You huddle in grief from the pain
and I wish that I could say all of it was due...
Upon a magical notion
thy ears deceived my heart...
Living in hell
Nothing is well...
The times when you have seen only the madness in...
the desperation I felt when trying to confess my...
Whoever made that
"Sticks and stones" parable...
Disappearance is never quite as simple as
a one line poem...
There's only so many ways you can say that lonely...
But I get it...
Let me tell you a story
About a sweet, young boy...
There's one thing I hate more than anything else
One thing, that tears me up...
I light another cigarette
Up against the burning sky...