So with every step I take,
I will my heart to fail...

I put him on the bedside table and took him out of...
And then with the ironic symmetry these situations...

Ignore her they say
She'll be fine...

The sun rises
So far...

I remember feeling something
Anything...

I sit there
Running out of paper...

The scars are hidden under my trouser leg,
Only the blood sometimes shows...

Enrage and
Disengage. Then...

I know exactly what I'm not
And in case I forgot...

Sorry for honesty,
And telling you what you needed...

Walking down the street
She breaks a heel...

Sick twisted poets
With their malicious pens...