Once was a girl,
nameless to say,
family had problems,
so she couldn't stay.

Forced into a relationship,
with one so wrong,
Nothing alike,
but no harm done.

Silence, Silence,
Beauty and Dusk,
Wake up to sunshine,
voice full of husk.

Slept in his arms,
but I must go,
far far away,
for his heart my explode.

with love and kindness,
sadnes and tears,
i pack my bag,
before i fear.

they will find me,
i know they will.
This has gone to far,
So i spurge and take one last pill.

body found,
lying on the floor,
he whom she ran away from,
actually loved her.

My heart was aching from writing to you,
A letter that defined my feelings toward you.

As hard as it may seems.
As fragile as your souls it may be.

That shows our inseparability.
Yet all of my sins that you have devoured purging the path of Darkness and Sadnes all the way.
It may be unforgiven because the Devil was once an Angel himself.

Yet he was threw to the darkest, deepest pit of the World.
Is that a desirable and suitable place I shall be?

I sense that rejection is not a failure, getting back together is not a no-hoper.
But still, the root is your truly pure-hearted soul.

All is yours and not mine.

The 'was' in we. The 'had' in us. The togetherness shrinks deeply as my sorrow turns deeply hallow.

Into unexpressed words, rhymed with the loneliest soul in the world.
Undefined by feelings and emotions.

This is the letter, I made for you, my darling.

I don't know how,
Such sadnes could fall into
Such empty hands,
And still feel like progress.
Like sand through a strainer
Piece by piece perfectly
Fitting.
Yet falling through.
Truth lies in the small spaces
Between the metal weaving.
Spinning.
Snowflakes falling on pavement.
Cement
In my room. A draft
Under my bed
Like the monster in his eyes,
When he tells me
His love for me
Is slipping between his fingers.