Whisper sweet poison in my ear
grip my arm like you need me so bad...

En-wrapped in my black clothing
I feel invisible to the world...

I write your name on the back of my hand
and draw a bright red heart next to it...

*This poem is a peice of shit, just letting you...
I was going to write you a meaningful poem...

Surrounding myself
in bloodred sheets of oblivion...

-*- okay, I wrote this poem a long ass time ago...
Cindy needed a man...

And with her last breath,
she whispered to death...

I'm a mass of confusion
having nothing to say...

Do what you want with them,
but these are my promises to you...

As the red numbers on the clock
tic tock, turn three o' clock...

Dissolving the black & white of this world,
into the pastels of my imagination...

I danced across that floor,
with the teddy bear in my arms...