If walls could talk...
They would tell you of my screams which have echoed off them
If walls could talk...
They would tell of me staring into the mirror, my reflection looking back at me, my face immobile
If walls could talk...
They would tell of the nights tears stained my face, my heart aching
If walls could talk...
They would tell of me cradling my pillow, wanting someone, anyone to comfort me
If walls could talk...
They would tell of my secrets which I keep hidden away out of fear of being found out
The walls are those who see me, even if I seem to be alone

Those who fade into nothingness blend in with the background
A thought that crosses the mind, not even for a second
To be forgotten, you aren't remembered in memories
You are just a face that someone can recall as familiar, but is quickly dismissed as being a stranger
You seem to not exist in the lives of those you are close to
You have been erased from minds
Being forgotten is being lost within yourself
Not remembering who you were, or who you are for that matter
You simply have no trace of yourself

Fate's a *******, Karma's a *****...

My horns are holding up my halo...

My lips are the gun. My smile is the trigger. My kiss is the bullet. Just label me a killer.

The storm of uncertainty clouds the mind
Making thoughts unclear, blurry...
Your conception of right and wrong, obscured...
Ways of which you've learned, forgotten
A face that should be familiar has become a stranger
The deafening sound of silence has driven you to the edge
You wonder when you will fall...
Or will someone come to your rescue, to rescue you from falling...

Sometimes you find the missing pieces, other times you find new pieces to replace the old ones...

Ever have that moment where a thought crosses your mind?
Just like any other random thought?
But this thought, causes you to stop in mid stride.
Makes words stop flowing from your mouth when in conversation.
The thought makes your face immobile.
No expression upon it...
Or emotion appearing within the eyes.
Almost like a mask, portraying a veil that covers what you wish not to be seen.
Everyone has those moments...
Sometimes when you're alone, or when you're around others.
That thought reveals a moment from the past that found its way into the present.