I couldn't tell if I was sad, angry, relieved or just lonely. But what I did know is that I was lost. Lost in a world full of faces I didn't know and souls I could never capture. Days would fly by where I would wait for that one second of clarity, that one moment when my heart would stop, my mind would race and the breath would escape my lungs. That one moment where everything seemed to be ok. I didn't mind the heartache or the darkened patches of my mind because at least in that moment, I didn't feel the pain.  
                                                       (K R W)

Is it too much to ask
For someone to say
'How are you?
And how is your day?'

Because if I'm honest
That's all I need
For someone to show
That they really care about me.

Because I sit at home
Alone all day,
With these voices in my head
Wasting me away.

They're telling me to cut
'Pop some pills, you won't be sad'
And I just need the confrontation
That it's making me mad.

All I need is a shoulder to cry on
Someone to wipe away these tears,
A companion in this mess
Because I've been like this for years.

Always alone
And never with a smile.
An extroverte living like an introverte,
Lonely all the while.
                                                       (K R W)

Having someone being your everything to them suddenly being your nothing is like the sun setting at night and never again rising in the morning.
                                                       (K R W)

I wonder,
If ever you lay in bed at night
And like me before the tears threaten to fall
You think of all the times we shared.
The good, the bad and everything inbetween.
To a time you'd say I'd make your heart melt just by unexpectedly waking through your door.
Or a moment when we'd argue over sheer nothings out of fright of losing one another.
Because I always do.
My mind is always drifting off to a place where you would whisper sweet words into my ears or where I'd be kissing the red hand mark on your face trying to take away the pain I've inflicted.
I hope you have that with her now.
Moments that aren't filled with big gestures but little ones that stay with you forever, because times like now?
I feel as though they're all that's holding me together.  
                                                     ­  (K R W)

I don't know how yet
Or in what context
But all I know is that one day,
One day
I want to tell my story.
Of love, heartbreak.
Life, death and wanting both.
Trying to run away but instead getting lost in the haze that is my mind.
Finding comfort in a packet of cigarettes because they're really the only constant thing in my life right now.
Of failure, regrets.
Moving in body but static in mind.
But more importantly I want to be able to tell people of how I recovered from this never ending battle of self hate and loss of time.
I want to be able to finally say 'I wanted to end it all, because that - at the time - seemed to be like the easiest, most painless way out. But I didn't, and now I'm here, I finally made it.'
                                                       (K R W)

I don't want rule the world
I just want to sit on top