Her bright eye's tell the world everything's okay
Her smile help others from falling apart...

All these things inside me twisted and turned
Blackened and ruined by being burned...

I have no idea what this poem means or anything...
Some people use it as bread for the ghetto...

6ft under
so cold...

I'm screaming
I'm losing my mind...

His venom spreading rapidly through my veins
repeating my steps over and over through each of...

I'm losing control
the sound of ones...

In a glance light can turn to dark
In a glance an end can become a start...

A red verticle line crosses my wrist
My nail digging deeper into my skin...

My heart tremble at the destruction i see
My heart tremble at fear of thinking of me...

Hands held back
Head full of anger...

Pinch me and wake me up
Hand me a stick I'm sinking i think I'm stuck...