Who needs knives, i've got the last words you said to me... and they're as sharp as ever...

I'm broken hearted that much is true,
But I not broken down,
I'm stronger than you think.
My will is what holds,
Together my heart in strings,
I'm stronger than they feel...

MY MUSE!!! WHERE HAVE YOU GONE!!!

And all it takes is for the thought of you to run havoc through my mind, for me to remember how broken I really am...

It's funny how the tears know better than to shed themselves

It's funny how a subtle smile changes your mood for the day.

I'm growing accustom to the weight of the world, and to tell you all the truth i'm rather enjoying it

How do you find happiness when you can't even feel your own soul?
Why do I have to be so empty inside?

Searching for someone to be the Light in my darkness...

I'm slipping into my depression all over again.