I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually

The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are

Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are

i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me