love digs graves all around the world but i used to
in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…
dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song
dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
it opens with a violin slowly bowing its premeditated plo… stalker lurking in darkness waiting for a victim to stroll by the verse comes out quick
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
i don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal
Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
Life is a series of tragedies with… But what is good for those who suf… than what is good for those who do… —for Brian Salvador Curley
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…
dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”