My feet scrape across the ground
making that sound that rubber soled sneakers make...

Dear No One,
Do you know, who i am...

Today is today
today is tomorrow's yesterday...

I will brake you
no one will wake you...

I breath you in as the night becomes crisp
for once in my life im not rirrping up my wrists...

Tear the skin
salt the wounds...

Sitting here, loneley, on the old worn couch
tunning out some show i used to care about...

I cant see past my tears
i hate them...

I hate what youre doing
won't you make this aching go away...

Life is a torture
thrown upon us by a God so glorified...

As the rain falls to her cheek
she dare not dream of sleep...

Love is red,
tainted with...