Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall down an open manhole cover and die.

Sad is knowing you love someone
And losing them to reality
Sad is not knowing you love someone
Until reality takes them away

I've been watching your world from afar; I've been trying to be where you are. I've been secretly falling apart. Unseen. To me you're strange and you're beautiful. You would be so perfect with me. But you just can't see.

The dry feeling in your throat comes back, and the heat on your shoulder rises, and the pain in your eyes shows; and eventually it will all fade away but the paw prints on your heart are leftand yeah, they'll stay.

I wanted to keep you with me forever,
Laugh...We had good times together
But when I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand.

You take this heart of mine and make it better. I need you to come and walk with me through life forever. Maybe I don't say it as often as I should, but I really want it to be heard. When I say I love you that's for good...you have my word.

Why don't you eat the bullet that pierces your own heart?

I have wasted my days drawing lines
Building boundaries and fences
And still they’re standing tall, you see
Come knock down my defenses

Who cares enough to help me,
To break me free…
To save me.
Who cares?

Embrace the cold; fall far from grace
Let Satan's malice take your place

Alas, the tears still brush my cheeks
And steal away my laughter

He's so beautiful,

But my heart forbids...
This beautiful disaster

From my poem 'This beautiful disaster'