I picked up my bloodstained razor
as I started to cry...

I'm not sure what to make of here,
My eyes are open and my thoughts are cold...

I'm on this train again,
moving forward with no stopping...

Depressed beyond words she reaches for her journal...
"Goodbye cruel world, may I rest in...

I'l be here forever,
you'll never see me leave...

Short little yellow lines
flying by like time...

I feel their beady eyes gaze upon my soul.
like being stabbed with one thousand knives...

Written December 19, 2005
Eating away at my soul, is a demon I can't...

You bring me down,
with words of hate, spew words of lies...

So here I am, alone for now.
Dealing with I don't know how...

AAARGHHH!!!!
What is this I say to you...

If I could only go back.
What would I change...