My fascination for death
Escalated sense you left...

This is the start
when does it end...

Now I know why people leave people
Its not as easy as you think it would be...

Love.....
love is a clock...

Heart racing
Start pacing...

Constant fights
Distant nights...

Is life suppose to be like this
why ask questions when there are no real answers...

Love is the hardest thing I've encountered
We've by far been through the same amount of pain...

Love is why
every day I think of you...

How come
Whenever I feel lonely...

Every night i dream
Every day i scream...

Searching for something more that I can seize
It’s somewhat like a cold blizzard day...