each night that comes I wait in vain
for you to come back once again...
It is funny because I thought that this time
you were going to stay...
When you and I first met they had me on bed rest...
I remember the room being cold with nothing to...
Black paint spatters cover a room
that once glistened from the...
I'm tired of talking, pouring out my soul
forced to defend what's going on inside my brain...
I
never know what...
I slip quietly from conversations
to taste the lonely air outside...
When music no longer
soothes the savage beast...
Your heart is an organ-
playing a melody of your kind-nature...
Do you know what it's like to be lost in a sea?
Then you'd know what it's like to always be me...
At times I would overdose, with the
bane of my life I would...
Do they know, what it's like?
Visuals emerge, inside my head...