My anger is a blossoming rose. Well, a decaying one. No sweet scent. Tied to deaths robe. Slaying the souls who have run out. I'm the reaper of happin..
Thoughts of satisfaction of the life I live, the image I give, has disappeared because of humanity. Humanity I despise for all of my past I remember i..
Most of my mind are beliefs of things more invisible then air. My beliefs are opinions I've willed to reality. Angels guide my words on paper. This pe..
I've been to the point I lost it all. I've held a razor to my wrist when no one was there. In my dreams I watch my memories of how I fall. In my dream..
I've seen people build themselves then break it down. I've seen people instantly go from smile to frown. The human race is a funny species. Millions o..