I’m falling from grace.
My faith has been tampered with...

I can’t see a thing.
The darkness devours me...

My box is made of
Shattered glass, with cooling crystals of icy...

I will put in my box
Rivers of lemonade cascading down...

I woke up early
I had a new tattoo...

Dear Danny,
I hope you don’t mind me writing...

(The purpose of life is to fight maturity.) the...
All through my life I’ve been fighting...

I reach for another,
Rip the meaning off...

Is my life written down?
So small I can’t read it...

The end is near
But dawns just rose...

I don’t know what I am doing.
My feelings are getting me down...

This is kinda more like a song, commas are kinda...
I’m running, in a circle...