I don't even try,
To hide all my tears...

To shed that single tear,
Makes the world clear again...

I wake up to the coldness of my room.
The darkness that haunts it...

Sweet summers full,
Of intertwining fingers...

Are you proud,
Of what you've done...

Talent...
Is the way we see ourselves...

As I sit here,
Staring out the window...

Be fluffy.
Make and create different shapes...

Warning of sorrowful times,
Speaking for the dead...

It wasn’t the fall
That killed her...

Caress my stone cold body,
Kiss at my untouched lips...

The light flickers wildly,
The sparks threaten to burn...