DEATH IS A DOORWAY OUT. IM WALKING THROUGH. WHAT DID YOU SAY? THERE'S ANOTHER WAY OUT? WHERE? THE WINDOW?

AND I DROWN IN HER LIES. BUT THEYRE NOT LIES TO ME ANYMORE BECAUSE I KNOW THE TRUTH. NOW I LISTEN TO THEM AS STORIES

SHE IS BLIND AND I AM UGLY...WE'LL MAKE A GREAT COUPLE. LEAST NOW ONE WONT COMPLAIN ABOUT MY COMPLEXION

THE TEARS ARE NOT OF PAIN BUT OF LAUGHTER AS I WATCH HER CRY IN THE RAIN.

IT IS SO MUCH MORE EASIER TO HATE THAN TO LOVE

TRUTH IS ALWAYS DEPRESSING

THE MAN LEFT ONE NOTE BEHIND BEFORE HE COMMITED SUICIDE. IT READ- NOW I AM GOD

AND I TELL HER I LOVE HER FOR THE AMUESEMENT OF HER DOWNFALL.

IN THEE END THE SUFFERING STOPS AND THE SILENCE BEGINS

I TALK TO YOU IN YOUR SLEEP.THATS THE ONLY TIME YOU EVER REALLY LISTEN.