The blade is sharp
And cold as ice...
Dear Defender:
I was born today, though I'm sure you already know...
Just another day from school.
More than one hundred eighty, you know...
I'm the angel of death,
i come out at night...
Hello my sweet misery
The Phantom thats floating over me...
Pot, meth, crack, coke, pills
All drugs...
Little black boxes
and pumpkin cars...
Good times we had
good times we shared...
This is a promise
Not a Threat...
A twelve year old girl
gone from the world...
Suicide is over coming me,
its eating away @ my heart...
The knife cut hard,
the knife cut deep...
Look what you're doing!
You're tearing up my soul...
Heart breakingly sad,
'Tis our life...
Lost within,
Lonely and frail...
Once upon a time
There was a girl...
Please Stop reminding me of what I've done
That Is What The Scars Are For, Hun...
A shot to kill the pain
A pill to drain the shame...
What if you were 10 and your daddy came home
hearing drunken footsteps and knowing your alone...
This is the story of whitey,
its a story of pain and tears...
He told me i could leave
but if i wished to try...
Our fist conversation
the first time you walk...
Day one
away from the harm...
Walking through the park,
Hand to hand...
Two lovers stricken with pain,
Knowing their love's worth...
The beauty and the looks
And extensive knowledge from books...
He loved her and she loved him
Then their love began to dim...
She tried to warn her teachers,
She tried to warn her friends...