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

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

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

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

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

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

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...

Out in the darkness
Screaming but unheard...

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