A thousand years-
      I can't make it
      for in every moment I can make a tear
      
A thousand reasons-
      of loving you
      and every pain that's hard to bear

A thousand smiles-
      they're gone away
      now I am in this dark corner again

A thousand sighs-
      they make me free
      unchain this heart from so much pain

A thousand wounds-
      they make me sick
      and give me so much aching fears

A thousand words-
       please come to mend
       and wipe away my thousand tears!

Misery keeps coming back to me.
I couldn't even tell you why.
Misery why are you so obsessed with me?
What do I have to do to make you go away?
What did I do to deserve this?
Misery why don't just leave me alone
so I could just be happy.

Hope
opens
passages to new
experiences.

She stands and moves
at the same time.
She feels as if the world is slow.
She doesn't know what to do.
Anxiety takes a hold of her life.
She is a captive to her own self.
She no  longer can escape.

Take a hit
blow it out
***** up time.
Take a hit
fall out of your head,
go
insane
invision things
that aren't even there.
Ruin your life
just for a feeling.

Spin me around
make me feel
alive.
Take me out
and hold me
tight.
We will dance to
the
acoustic beat,
spin me again
make me feel wanted
make me think that I have
Thunder and lightning
inside me.

How can anyone love me
when I dont even love
myself.

When I look in the mirror
I see a thing that's not even
there.
The thing is evil
it continually taunts me,
picking and pulling at certain
things.
It controls every thought
about me.
This is this and
that is that
why cant I just be me ?
Evil thing, go away !
If only it was that
easy.

These things happen I suppose.
They always happen.
I used to care about something, you know.
I did.
I used to feel something when I stared at the sky.
Now the hardwood feels cold under my feet,
and my lungs have lost their warmth.
The clouds eat me whole as I walk home.
They smile.
Sometimes I do too.
But I've wandered too far this time,
these steps don't look familiar.
Someone still sleeps inside this house,
but it's not me.
Someone still lives inside these bones,
but it's not me.