The stories are there
hidden behind your eyes...

I want to cut
but i cannot...

I cannot find the words
they are difficult to acquire...

Here i am, crawling
barely able to move...

This home, to me,
is just a house...

*Not sure if this is in the right category*
i want to save you and take away your sorrow...

Dear God,
if you exist...

You never hear the ending
or how events unfold...

You found out the other day
that my loyalty bends...

So cold and lonely
my body is numb...

I was a little scared
so nervous i was shaking...

I think i had a dream last night, or maybe it was...
i remember trying to escape from what i didn't...