It's my fault we're not together
I'm to blame for our falling out...

I am not a poet, I am not a man
I am not something you can understand...

Sleep calls from across the room,
The candle convulses before her breath...

Space
In my room...

My love,
My sunshine...

Listen to the wind.
It tells a secret...

There she was,
Before my eyes...

I look at my friends,
And I feel joy...

As he walked down the hall,
He searched for something...

Jesus stands knocking at the door
Waiting for an answer...

I wake up every morning just to realize
I wanna cut my throat and rip out my eyes...

Death defies me again and again
Yet it seeks to kill other men...