Wounded from the past; now scared of letting go
A broken heart and ash burnt pictures, still won't...
I look in the mirror
And all I see...
I am a fan of darkness,
his lips seem to beckon desire...
Red, yellow colored tears floating through the...
Little boy with a cart, at stone rock he stares...
This plague devours millions
crawls inside each vibrant mind...
We are here for the last time as we stare at the...
The full moon fades as the beginning of our new...
Promises are just lies in disguise.
Step outside your body...
The smiles I fake,
The scars I make...
We don't trust them at all
Those born in lies begin to fall...
** This isn't about me. I wrote this for my friend...
No moonbeams fall from the skies
upon a soul beaten by lies...
In a place deeper than gentleness
Is a place I spend my loneliness...