If I die in my dreams,
I die in real life...

Calm seas,
So many...

I'm sick of being fake,
I just want to scream...

Lives torn apart,
Right at the seams...

I know I've stuffed things up,
And I know I can't change the past...

Sometimes I feel I'm on a boat,
Floating far away...

She appeared once more,
Showing her white thin face...

I sat there,
And just wanted to cry...

Darkness,
My friend...

Death,
Burned...

She bites her nails,
As everyone fails...

On the cold day,
Beyond the trees...