There's something there
I swear...

I love you
Is a funny saying...

I use to hate
I use to cut...

Tied down to the bed
He's screaming in agony...

Ink running
Down the page...

Red letters form
From pain filled blood...

He killed my family
The man on the stand...

Just because i like the color black
I'm not Gothic...

Fighting again...
I'm tired of it...

Long, black, bat wings
Dark red eyes...

Licking his wound
The would has been hurt...

"Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet...