a girl sits in the
void of her anxiety
she hopes for light
a dream of falsification

she has become
something that she
never was

she is trapped
in the box
of darkness

she is i
i am she
i feel her pain
her agony

i scream
as she screams
i see her
moan death's name

i touch the box
where her face
should have been
i whisper inaudibly


i see her emotionless eyes
murky secrets lie inside
her hands form fist on the glass
all while a smile creeps on her face


i scream
as she smiles
'its only for good'
she breaks the glass

and time freezes

the glass shards
seep in my heart
i scream loudly
im trapped in her fatal heart


i get swallowed
by her deadly smirk
i am overcome
i am only dead

(b.d.s.)

i recount all my wishes
to the sun
but it radiates them
back to the unforgiving ground

i tell all my hopes
to the moon
it keeps them amongst its stars
it is my keeper


i express the untellable grief
to the approaching sunrise
it holds my feelings
for i have lost my identity

the sun continues to rise
for it is too late
humanity has now
returned to the ground it has once came

the dirt holds
the new identity of the lost souls
giving them a voice
that the world before never did
(b.d.s.)

hazy sedated thoughts
trapped in a collapsing world
of overdosed reality

it all begins
as he bring the needle
he injects the happiest lies
to dull my heartaches pain

it runs like morphine
through me
im in a state of
uncontrollable infactuation

he has hurt me
so many times
but yet
i hardly knew it

i ache for it
forgetting the mere fatality
i hate him
for doing this to me

i can hardly see my own thoughts
addicted to the feeling
of the cloud of deceit brings

why does love have to be
so effortless
yet
cause so much great pain?

i miss you
like the way
my dreams miss
being plagued of thought of you

i am
on my death bed
waiting for to all stop
waiting for this memory called life just to end

my spiritual drug
has already seeped into me
its already too late
im paralyzed

everything gets hazy
minute by minute
all these faces
so many dark figures

could it be someone that i know?

its the unknown
i have become afraid of it
i try to run
but it is only a lost cause

im only dead

i have drifted on the parallels
universes of the raging seas
of my mind
its too late
to leave
i have entered and
there is no end

the fantasies of words
and the never-ending
breaths between syllables
its far too late

love is gone
love is not real
all lies.
(b.d.s.)

We danced toward
each other's wounds

with gentle step
and touched inside

and now the bleeding
has resumed

and all this blood
is hard to hide.