I planted a seed of destruction;
Watered it with lies and deceit...

Torn into pieces; little shreds.
No emotion will be displayed upon my face...

She pictures her death,
her bitter sweet death...

In certainty we trust,
if we are alive, we were born...

In the Darkness,
In the Shadows...

Am I dead?
No not yet...

Free, as a bird;
I think not...

Life is full of unexpected events.
You just have to look for them...

Life;
I get up, do some things...

Life is just one long winding road.
It's never ending...

I slowly take them within my hand,
Pressing them delicately to my skin...

Now I've started
I cannot stop...