The taste in the back of my mouth
Is bittersweet...

I don't feel
like I used to...

My tongue is blue
My gums are red...

It's dark outside
and oh so cold...

With this ring
I thee wed...

**this poem may not seem very...
who told you this was real...

In a land of broken dreams
shattered hopes...

Throughout all the empty lies
shattered dreams and worthless cries...

For some odd reason...i always want him
i see him every day...

And for a minute
I thought you were REAL...

There aren't enough
cuts on my arm to focus...

If I painted the world gray
Would you notice...