I want to steal those words of hate and shove them...
And as the lights go out at night, I'll let the...

Tainted black and painted white
Lying stained on the floor...

Morning awakes the living
As I'm locked up in my cage...

A fire slowly dies
As the world begins to freeze...

This poem is metaphoric. I never really come out...
Long and winding streams of red from saturated...

My heart knew all along,
What my head would not believe...

You caught my eye today,
As you quickly passed me by...

Not another tear,
No, not for you...

Don't want to eat
Can't manage to sleep...

Misconceptions ring about silent ears that lay...
Staring into broken woods, unsure if reality has...

At the top of the stairwell
In an abandoned town...

I used to convince myself that it didn't hurt to...
Until you came along...