An arm is cut
A hart is broken...

Its raining in the graveyard
as she sits upon her stone...

Rip away my life
This was my intention...

Sorry im not worth
Your love...

Left alone
As a suicidal freak...

There//s a little dead girl
Climbing up my stairs...

Hollow promises
Bleeding eyes...

Thank you for shouting
And sticking up for your kid...

Why do I write poems
I know you will never read...

So she went to the study
For paper and pens...

I donâ??t want to go on living
I just want my life to end...

Can//t you hear the screams?
And the sound of those feet...