Silver blade, so sharp and heavy
Glistening against my skin...

Maybe it's easier
To write what I feel...

In the beginning,
Repulsive...

Eyes full of sorrow, and yet able to brim with...
*dedicated to Bridget...

*sometimes, i write really poetic emails...*
To: Pixie...

Escape.
An end to hope...

When my heart breaks
I write in you...

Time goes so much slower,
When I'm away from you...

Hidden words I cannot speak,
A silent promise I wish to keep...

I walk out of here,
My eyes drenched with tears...

Like a sheet of fresh white snow,
Falling, falling, evermore...

In a land where men wore mascara,
And pigs really flew...