Little poems are more then they're worth
Three words can heal, Three words can hurt...

You bite my fingers trying to get me to move
But my eyes and my heart tell me there's nothing...

Rolling on the floor laughing
This is my haiku for you...

Oh sweet illusion
Don't fail me now...

Turning up the volume
On every sad song I ever heard...

Lining up the nightmares
Red parade marching on my wrists...

Riptides
Black holes...

One small tear across your cheek
at loss of words but much to speak...

One more wave of numbness
Enters my brain...

See it move
Darkness races...

You're in my head
On my mind...

Let's get piss drunk and play pretend
Like the seventy seas don't have a friend...