I killed you
Yes, I'm quite the thriller
I like watching you..
as you suffer.
I have no mercy, a heart, a soul.
My life is full
of little secrets.
There's many more like you.

Hands like butter
body like bread
It started out
with a simple kiss on the
forehead.
Enough said
What else is there to do?
We then find our bodies
sticking together like glue.

Bones, Snapping
Bombs, Cracking
Will We Make It Out Alive?
Adults, Fighting
Children, Hiding
When is it our time?
The Wise, Dead
The Weak, Take A Bullet To The Head
Is This a sign?

'Til tomorrow will
the lips of an angel
be spoken truely
From love itself.
Only when the day
takes its end will
the demon descend
upon his dark
journey once again.
Apprenhensive feelings

I amount to nothing more,
Than the tiniest speck of dirt
on the floor.
You really don't care for me,
as I hope you never will.
You tell me these lies.
Expecting to slip on by.

I've never felt the need
to over analyze how I'm feeling.
But, now it greatly appeals.
Chills.
I have them all over.
Pulverize.
This immense feeling to want to die.
Cry.

Black Roses
With Red Blood As Their Dew.
The Darkest thoughts come from the brightest people
in a gray hue.
The Tears they cry, come through
they eyes of all they've seen and been through.

Dead, or Death
Who really cares
I'm here to share
My story with you
I want to die
Cry inside
Shove a dagger
through my heart
But still death, being dead, seems so far.
I want a car

Your heart, hand crafted from gods palms,
you should be gods right hand angel,
with the beauty you portray.
Even when times get gray, you made the best of your worst days.