We are dead The dead are born They don't die The worlds are switched around in our eyes We are dead When we think that we are living How about we show them the real The fucked up ideals neglected...
My lips rest against your forehead Your eyes close - My eyes close Our breathing falls into a rhythm Our hands embrace each other While my arms pull us in tighter Your arms are pushing me away I am...
Only when I speak to myself Is when the real Substantial conversations Flow together Words travel gently off my tongue I leave myself speechless Thoughts die horribly in my mind I retreat to nowhere...
You know Suicide and life Are peachy conversations Based around This fantasy that will never evolve Can't say I welcome it In to my life Those tasteless kisses You pushed upon my cheek Me ruining All...
I think it would be amusing to sit here and write up a list Just a list that describes the way I want to destroy myself Not a simple suicide but a drawn out process of pain This was all created in my...
You are worthless and especially ignorant to human life Words - gestures Everything I feel towards your existence Coexists with the hatred I have for mankind Common consideration cannot coincide with...
I am not the same anymore A sadness reveals a mind shaken The pieces of a core that's broken By an intense Inner suffering And I want nothing How clear must I be What you have What you are I want...
I have to choose what I detest Either dreaming, which my mind hates Or action, which my awareness loathes I am confused I sit alone in silence To focus more on the way that I am living I am losing you...
First in line to cash in on what I created Last in line to beat the dead horse I try and try but who cares at the end of the day I figure that you only wanted to make me feel this way So that you can...