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Tripping down memory lane...my feet less sure than before.Your lies are still beautiful to me...I just don't want them anymore.My hands move on their ..
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I am going to be out of smoke by morning...out of hope by 2:00 am...and with just 3 dollars in my pocket,I can't afford my favorite friend.I always st..
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The screeching, screaming, and grinding of my universecomes to an abrupt halt inside your eyes...The hate, dread, and malice of your truth,are drowned..
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She walks into the shadow, a rope gripped tightly in her hand.With no way of escape, she finally has a plan.Hey eyes still pink and swollen, he left h..
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I stair at black skies,white stars,and blue eyes.I scream through thick cloudspelting rain andand rushing crowds.I love a little to muchthe things tha..
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It is so hard sometimes to paint it on so thick...I try and try tomake it real, but real never felt like this.Who am I in this world that I do not und..
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Sometimes it is hard to be this,sometimes its just hard to breathe...When I stop and take a second to see,how much you are breaking me.I do not think ..
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It something that isbuilding...climbing its way up.I can feel it in your looks, but the feelings were not enough.I stayed to see it... the monster the..
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Someone saw thered redrain,and someone saw the soulless fall.Someone saw theearthbreak open...someone saw it all.Someone heard the angel cry,and someo..
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I just need to feel it...maybe just one last time.I want it so bad,I want it tobe mine.In my mind there is aconstantneedTo get it before it's gone...j..
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