Tomorrow we're gonna make it better so sign my cast we're off forever...sign away

This is what we call a disaster
A probelm from the start
A bullet through the heart
Help me please I'm falling apart

My hear ti s falling apart
I was doomed from the start
With weak lungs and empty veins
I'm your nothing, dig me my grave

*From my poem Our Storybook

46 knots tied on a rope around my neck
I swear I tried and did my best
To rid the world of me

* From my poem 'Scream softly, they're trying to sleep'

So go ahead and smile just like everybody else. You've got your finger on the trigger and you're aiming at my heart so fire...

* From my poem' You've got your finger on the trigger'

Reaching through the darkness to find the screams while this world of ours bleeds crimson regret. And it's more than just the pain of death holding my bloody soul. Can't you see I'm not breathing?

And.dreams.just.aren't.what.they.used.to.be...

Whisper in my ear
On more little song
Just hold me in your arms
And pretend nothing's wrong

Is there is something I should know, or have I seen too much?

Didn't see this coming, couldn't see this happening. You think this is bad? Then brace yourself, cause this is just the begining