I know how you feel
Because I feel it too...
Cant take much more of this
don't know what to do...
I cried myself to sleep last night
Just thinking about you...
She is tired of being laughed at.
Alone in the corner is where she sat...
In habitude, but futilely,
The caring gestures...
In a way it is comfortable
drowning in the present...
Once again I'm losing my mind
Coming to you to feel better...
Haven't written in a while-
I bend in corners...
There are tombs with gloom traces
Of fear in the far sighted eyes...
My wings are broken from all the weight
no longer can they carry me...
Anger in its rawest state:
destruction when I am irate...
I light another cigarette
Up against the burning sky...