Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
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,
Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…
That’s why she died– Because she never let anyone hold… She didn’t trust herself. She didn’t let anyone love her Or touch her
