You know when you feel alone,
and pray vain hopes...

Innocence
unseen...

The thought of so much hate enveloping me;
even my own faulty dreams disowning me...

So in the sand
i drew a picture...

Can it be possible
To forget what it is to be...

Its something like admission
faith in the ability to forgive...

So this is the tide
So this is the sound...

Peace
solitary...

I know this isn't enough pain
and I know you cant wait to escape...

A grin within
My intent...

Taste The insanity;
It is mine...

So you want to know
me...