A smile, a laugh.
That's my best friend...

Kill him slow.
Let him suffer your pain...

Counting down the seconds,
to when the last bell rings...

Without you beside me,
Without your hand to guide me...

You wonder why
I disappeared...

Black ink blood
flows from my hand...

They say someday my prince will come
And rescue me from these thorns...

Eyes like rubies: red and cold.
Teeth like daggers: to kill and to hold...

Sitting with you
Watching you play...

Anger fills my broken soul.
So much has been destroyed...

The beautiful orange
Light stands out...

One small flake
and then another...