Everything is burning inside,
My soul in pieces, my mind has broken...

The smell of her powder is feminine and faint,
The high beams groan, and shadow peeling paint...

Friendships come
And friendships go...

The staged laughs and plastic smiles,
The scripted questions and silent guile...

Their mouths nurture the lies,
Born of black souls and empty eyes...

Her heart sings a soft melody with the gales she...
The trees dance in delightful harmony, upon the...

The frivolous colors swirl incandescence,
Hesitant to the shadows; they never yield to their...

Their harsh sounds of laughter drown out my...
The tears fall and die with sickening grace...

It grows like a cancer,
Picking apart the stitching...