Feed me to the forest
let the untamed branches...

Shove a stake into my heart
break my soul to splinters...

A song is born
early in the morn-ing...

Hope left nothing I can salvage
Nothing for my broken soul...

It breaks my heart
when i see you standing...

I am
myself...

Voices
whispering...

Thee of spirit
thee of skin...

I know not what keeps me from it
shiny blade through silky skin...

Lately I've been feeling
abandoned...

I come home from school
stressed out and tired...

I remember the last time
you held my hand and looked in my eyes...