A fresh new school year
Nice and brisk like a cold glass of iced tea...

When boredom invades your life
When darkness seems to overpower you...

Punctured and torn
Sliced to pieces and frayed...

Deep inside the dark depths of my parent's closet...
A box of memories...

I had my eye on you last night
Quite like that statue atop your shelf...

Everything happens for a reason
Behind every occurrence, there's a purpose...

Without you....
Everything in this world appears so cruel and...