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The darkness The silence The breeze next to my ears I let go of my fears My eyes can see My eyes are a leaky sea Of salty tears Looking for a Moses, to part my sea No fish Just my fish Oh, how I can be selfish To get my wish The people I have ripped apart...

How in the world did we get here? One moment we were kids with small problems that we deemed the biggest problems in the world, like not wanting to have a bedtime because we were "too old" for that crap. Or, not being able to get that brand new toy that e...

Can't Stop

I'm so tired of reality and worrying and writing about this stuff over and over and over again...

Play yourself like a piano, fill the rooms with the screams and the choking sounds... fill them with pain fill them with hunger fill them with anger and hatred of... me. But what will I do? fill them with love fill them with care fill them with joy and ho...

Sick of it All

Inspired by Sick - Evanescence, from character POVs

"Hold on little girl, the end is soon to come... Sick of it all! Sick of it all! They don't understand how sick we are! Sick we are! Of this bottomless pit of lies, behind closed eyes..." -Evanescence, Sick.Philena: You step over me, You shove past me, Li...

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Shadows slide in this midnight mist,Where the whispers embrace meAnd tendrils of moonlightPlay with my hair.Sleep, cold and heavy,Presses on my heart,And its fingers close my eyelidsAs I wait for the ferryman.A metal tang in the ozone airTeases my tongueA...