Sometimes pain can be so overwhelming
that it takes you hostage...

A once cheerful petal was found
shrivelled up and dead...

Utter terror tore through her body like a steam...
when she woke up and opened her eyes...

The tombs line up,
bodies consumed by pain that they could never...

When I was born,
I think my heart forgot...

My life is like a song that no one knows,
but they try to guess the lyrics anyway...

Dear Anxiety,
when will you stop stalking me...

You are my brother by blood,
whether I like it or not...

I know you don't think of me too often,
or if its even us you think about at all...

So may things can be so hard to believe,
even though they are clear to see...

It is a tragedy that you become intoxicated
and still believe it's not your fault...

These poems are what people will remember us by,
reading between the lines to try and understand...