Here I go, wigging out again ( Read more... )

Do you know, that sometime I’m numb ( Read more... )

In the morning, decked in black ( Read more... )

The fresh batch of grades bob around the room ( Read more... )

I could see the shimmer ( Read more... )

Slowly coasting down the black ( Read more... )

The pillows scream back at me.
It echos in my ears.
They see how I bleed.
How I bleed out all my fears.

Put on my pantomime so they won't see.
So they won't know what I do when I'm low.

What would they say?
If they had lips?
Sympathize the ache?
Send me to the crypt.

They don't see.
They have no eyes.
And yet they scream.
I sleep to their cries.

Forhead to knees ( Read more... )

"Hey baby" you say with a cocky grin ( Read more... )

Take in the sweetness ( Read more... )