I miss a slight touch on the face
a whispering in my ear...

You say i should get over it
you try to make me feel better...

"NO!" he screamed.
as she cutted the sixth mark on her wrists...

Some people are born to be fearsome.
just one look from me, will scare them...

He stands in the alleys
waiting for her to walk in...

Valentines day...
14/1..the day, i broke up with you...

Prostitutes...
i hate them...

Over the town, a silence as heavy as stone
a cat crossing the street, a bum falling to sleep...

It just sits tight in the same shadow
not moving a muscle, nor a thought...

Where never alone.
even without god...

I left you.
a cold winter morning...

A lonely man, walking in the desert, alone, only...
death is his only friend, and believe is his...