I cannot handle
Being alone...

Death is all around us,
Consuming all that is living...

As every second passes I realise,
More each time...

I looked at a picture today,
And saw something I've dreaded to see...

If I could colour love
I would colour it red...

How are we supposed to
Communicate how we feel...

Daily I feel stressed,
Ripping my hair...

If you love a man
Let him know...

To die is not to get to an end.
It is far from the end...

Feelings of fear
Build up inside...

When the time comes to confess our sins,
What will we say...

Days go by
And I wonder where...