are you about to cry?
I'm sick of this hateful game.
Bleeding onto these pages.. [Edited]
We are alive.
Can I resist the darkness inside my mind...
I swear to god, this is an actual poem.
Just the beginning of some lyrics. Previously entitled Angels.
a couplets hand, the ace missing from my sleeve
Poem that comes out of never-ending tears. I'm so sorry.
tried to put into words how a feel alot of the time
But I know that I will be just fine.
You can't smile
What have I become?