Reoccurring...
comes and goes...

I sit here in a blank stare
you were my best friend...

Loving you is like holding a rose, althought its a...
loving you is like stealing, feels exilerating but...

Waiting, silently waiting
in a room all alone...

Homeless
Only 17 years old...

Hatred lingers inside my soul
As an ever lasting hole...

Walk into this place
I need some space...

All I see around me
is bloodshed and gloom...

The sky is crying
A lonely tear...

My soul is black
My heart is cold...

Each and every little scar
one in the shape of a perfect star...

I hold on to you deep inside
i want to never let you go...