My head.. it aches
Cold.. I'm so cold...

Suffocating memory..
Bleeding dreams...

I want to cry for you,
but there are no tears to shad...

Every time I look into that mirror
So many questions run through my mind...

Sometimes I wonder
What some day I might be...

I've been thinking
Of many little ways...

Hidden Behind a mask,
of someone I do not know...

That night I surely believed
When you ran to the beach...

Why does this world,
Still leave me sorrow...

You were my only love,
I knew it was true...

This is dedicated to Danae Dupuis who died not...
R.i.p Danae...

The blood surrounds
With dripping sounds...