He sits and stares at his door,
waiting for the monster to come through it...

You gave me thoughts I can't contain
I held on too long...

Tick Tock
The gears are turning...

He's my love,
he's my life...

I read a poem one day
A person, now grown old, recollected his childhood...

I'm trying to destroy what you created
without causing harm, or showing my intentions...

I look around and what do i see?
alot of things staring back at me...

Why?
Why am I here...

I'm getting sick of the words we share
Ghosts of my feelings...

You dont know who i am
but try to guess, this could be fun...