I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…

Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

I cried out to God, And There was silence.

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

I live inside my head Where soft flurries spin, And there’s a rise of warm water b… I live inside my head Where spikes stick out

He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.

I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.

Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that

If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

Your love Was like driving straight into the… Your attention was like Lying in a puddle of gold. You were sex and fun and cotton ca…

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone

There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,