Who do you think you are? you gaze deep within the...
a distorted IMAGE of oneself, screaming to be let...

For everything there must come a last.
A last minute, a last hour, a last month, day, or...

And now I sit inside my glass prison
Screaming to be let free...

You thought he loved you
instead he beat you...

In a dream
i saw him once...

I sit with a mask of make believe smiles upon my...

I was so blind
Why did I not recognize...

Like tyrants assembled with tears
Trembling like a tomb...

Out in the darkness
Screaming but unheard...

Begone ye screams of silence, harbingers of pain
Cloaked in isolation, you mock in harsh disdain...

Shards of glass fall from the sky
as I sit alone and cry...