Life has got a tight grip around my waist,
I'm confused as of where to turn my head...

When your world has crashed into shards of glass-
What do you do? Really, what can you do...

It's not the same anymore,
Seeing him everyday and night...

She comes to me when she has a problem,
She cries on her knees begging for help...

Writing is something I need,
Desperately...

I woke up shaking blistery chills off my body-
Like a dog energetically shakes off water...

Okay, I'm a bit lost,
I don't know where to begin...

I lay in bed,
Feeling itchy...

They're afraid of the pure yellow sunlight,
The skin that surrounds their body is cold...

Oh, the joy of brownies,
The black ones with the oozing fudge...

It seems as if the light is only bright for me,
But that would be selfish of me to even think it...

My mind wanders around in a field of words,
Lately, the only word I like is perfection...