Close The Door

I’ve already closed the door before, I’ve already thrown it in your face. I have to do it again in this case. I’ve had enough, I don’t want your kisses anymore, I don’t want your embrace. My doormat’s been the victim of your false promises and terrible lies. I’ve been mocked, I’ve been crying. Just

A Winter Of Sorrow

I wanna wrap myself up in a blanket to feel warm. Oh no, the blanket is made of thorns! I wanna warm myself by the fire place but please tell me why is it still so freaking cold?!! I wanna spin my favorite Linda Ronstadt on my old record player to brighten my mood. To

This Snow

This snow that’s lying on the streets, has wounds that are bleeding my sheets. This snow is colored red by the fresh and old blood from those many souls that are dead. This snow is black of the soot in our lungs that we’re spitting out. This snow is suffering in a horrible winter. This

12 AM

Sometimes I just feel so hopeless, I’m a mess. My heart’s always hurting. Sometimes I just wanna cry for a while, whether it’s outside in the pouring rain, or at home in my shower when I see my blood pouring down the drain. My emotions have been bottled up for way too long, My body

Hungry Eyes

A world that’s always hungry. Hundreds of people with hungry eyes. Poor souls with dreams about a future that’ll never happen. Broken glass is lying on the dirty ground, this world is suffering from a wound that cannot heal. Feet are black because they have walked into the awful puddle of mud mixed with tears,