Friends
My hands round your throat...

Drinking from that cup
Swelling mists engulf my mind...

This Corner
A corner of darkness, to where I have crept...

Stupid feelings
Stupid feelings, u messed with my mind...

I cut to bleed
I cut to bleed, I bleed to feel...

This poem is also written by my friend Cass...
My final words...

This poem is by my very good friend Cass, she...
Cutting...

Everybody killed her
Dead life...

Why am I still waiting?
Why am I still waiting, for something that...

I try so hard to dry these permanent tears,
To clean up the mess, that’s flooded by...

I wish to die, like this
It seems I’ve cried these tears before...

As Cold As Ice
Body’s shaking, head is spinning...