The creature Ive become has tainted my soul
the creature i am now has got hold of me...

Looking into the mirror
the cracked glass...

I am the child with no face
i am the lady lacking grace...

Love and lies
each one is taught with screams and cries...

Alone at the beginning
alone at the end...

A poem for Nat...

Hands over my ears
hiding under my bed...

Did you ever see behind my mask
did you ever see it slip or crack...

You never would have wanted more.
I am the forgotten child...

Twas a beautiful night so long ago
and there was I so filled with hope...

Beauty was an angel
so full of life and grace...

Here i sit on the edge of time
Alone here is what is really mine...