*** i know its bad.. not my best.... but yea..
fighting the power of your last sin...

Shes afraid...
her thoughts might take over...

So there you stand laughing at my presence
calling me names, and sometimes pointing...

Its just a poem, i want you to go
I'm done with you, you caused it all...

Just because she shes smiling
doesn't mean she just not faking...

How many more years of washing away the tears
how much more pain.. will i ever have to hear...

He told her every night not to worry
he\\\'d be home soon, but never early...

F*c* you and your hateful ways
f*c* the rumors you have made...

My bottles empty, along with my heart
too many pills gone straight down my throat...

-this reflection is blinding me
blood draining from her skin...

-i see no reflection of my true self
i cant find who i really am...

It is all falling apart, my life
my hopes and dreams have lost the fight...