Sorry mommy i didn't mean to be me, sorry mommy...
& now that I'm dead you don't have to worry...

When we first dated just one year ago,
there was so many things we had needed to know...

Addiction is a knife,
that cuts the toughest skin...

The look i feel myself give,
is so uncontrollable...

The crickets of spring
is just like the summer's wind...

The eagle stands for America,
You stand for me...

The eyes of which i see the scarce
plunder into an ocean so blue...

In the dark forest you seek me out,
In the dark forest under the willow...

The tantalizing tickling of the breeze upon my
neck...

The pain is nothing
yet it's un bearable...

Granulated pieces,
Shard and broken dreams...

The truth is you rely on me as much as i rely on...
to breath to live to fall through...