Paranoia
disturbia...

I love you
i love you...

Take your time to say your final goodbyes
cut out your tongue so no one can hear you scream...

I don't dream anymore
i don't feel...

Things are different
i want it to o back to the way it was...

I feel it
i feel it over whelming me...

A box on my shelf
holds the things i only care for...

A smell of dead bodies is all to common to me
the once vulgar smell has disintegrated over time...

People make up a family
but when the people never come together...

The darkness is closing in
there is no more light...

Cold chills creep up her body
she shivers and takes a deep breathe...

The world seems to stop
and are gazes are met with cold faces...