In your eyes
I can see
The pain and sorrow
Of your plea
You plea for death
To come your way
But he says
That you must stay

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Take my soul
And watch me fall

Running far
Far away
My soul is gone
Forever

As i sat there with the gun i thought "now what have i done to improve this world? What impact have i made so ill be something when im gone?"

I wish I could just forget the bad in my past so i wouldnt be what i am today, so i wouldnt feel so bad that i would rather die than live or rather cut then love...

I cut because then only then do I know that I'm not DREAMING a nightmare but im actually PART of the nightmare we call life.

If the universe goes on forever, then where is it going?

Music does something that is not able to be described but able to be felt deep inside you

The scars on my arms show the pain from the past; The light in my eyes show my hope for the future...

If I said "I'm fine," would you believe me?