All you do
is feed on...

Dark angel on a weeping willow tree,
please uncast your spell on me...

Scribbles form words.
Words form sentences...

Letting it down,
Letting it go...

Molded grey ceiling,
upset feelings...

What is pain?
Is it mental and emotional or is it physical...

This is getting old.
Doing it too long...

I was thinking the other day
about if you died today...

Once dead,
now alive...

Time to say good bye.
Time to say so long...

Are you looking up at the same blue sky as me?
Are you laughing at the same joke as me...

Cupid did it again,
he shot his arrow through my heart...