Blood shed...
across the lands...

Suicide....
I start to think...

I'm sitting at home,
writing this poem...

I look in the mirror,
and see my reflection...

I\'m sitting on my sofa couch,
waiting for them to come...

Screaming the blood of sweet revenge...
Screams that fill the sky...

Rain falls from the cloudy sky...
Oh, I feel like I could just die...

Girls in black dresses,
wearing red lace...

You never listen to what I say
So now I'm threw with it...

Why do we live our lives and suffer as we do, when...

Walking down
an alley way...