A person is decribed by his memories.. his...
I have nothing to show...

I never needed anyone before
not to care about how i felt, or to pick me up off...

Twisted-Broken-Contorted
These are just words to you: the mere mortal...

A hand never held has no story to tell
those of compassion love...

One holds on to another persons emotion
while they do so, they fight the world and it's...

You walked away,
left me there today...

Ive tried to be there from the beginning,
but you wouldn't let me...

THIS IS RANDOM
I JUST TOSSED S H I T TOGETHER...

This rusted blade
holds the stories of the decisions I've made...

A sheet of white paper
left by ones creator...

A storm never noted
(in my eyes...

Despite the photographs
i thought we could last...