I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
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…
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
