Today Friday the thirteenth.
started out the same as any other day...

It came upon u without warning
it threatened ur existence...

The good omen
the sunshine...

Alone she sits
playing sad songs...

Happiness
love...

If you look up there
you'll see a girl of 18...

Do u see the message in this painting with a twist
its a call for help. u can see it in the canvas...

A plauge that attacks ur body
first ur physical strength...

Why did u have to be different.
it was upon ur death that i lost my faith...

I thought u were my friend
i trusted u...

She is left out in the open.
she needs to be loved...

What a mess i am in.
every day this rips me to shreds...