Maybe
if I just keep cutting
Eventually
I'll get the piece
That's slowly killing me
Inside

I think I am allergic
to this thing that you call hope.
Or maybe I just know
that there's none left for me.

-Sx

Hello my old friend
We have not spoken for a while.
You used to mind your own business
But now it seams that I'm on trial.

You follow my every step
I cannot lose you,
nor live without you,
you are the darkness which teams behind
my sparkling eyes,
you are the hate that hides beneath my smile,
You are the weight which drags it's feet behind me,
You are the black in my light
and the wrong in my right

you are nothing.

but you ruin everything


-Sx

Don't you think it's funny?
How we stand shoulder to shoulder
friends by nature.

But when she calls your name
And leaves mine in the past
I grip my fist a little tighter
drop my head a little lower
and clench my jaw a little tighter.
it's just another
gust of wind on this already raging fire.
Just another drop of blood
just another tear in the river
just another Twinkle in my burning eyes
just another reason to hate you
just another smile on my face

-Sx

It started with a thought
that passed onto a fear,
yet turned into a sight
my body has yet to share,

Why must it seam so inviting ?
never waking up again,

The cars all seam to be screaming
to kiss them at our meeting,

yet my knife seems so divine?
when dipped in my very own red wine,

why must this puppet show go on?
when it has already passed it's final song

why must it seam so inviting?
Never waking up again

-Sx