Sweet whisper of worn out timber.
Cover me in moss and consider me dead.
If I move a muscle bash in my head.
For hear is where the demon lie.
I want to be a mound where fresh flowers grow abound.
Don't you see the green grass?
On rainy days it smells like gray ash.
This is where I will be found!

When one fool talks to another fool. Maybe they should be looking in the mirror.

Spirits that last to long play havoc in my brain. I must move on.

So you ******* left me.
You stupid fool.
Didn't you know we were going to be free one day.
But I guess you couldn't read me.
It's hard to read a cold *****.
I thought you were happy.
No you weren't  I'm ******* lieing.
So this is how it ends.
I shouldn't be surprise.
You told me that I made you this way.
Nice. ******* nice. Nice cross to bear.
I'm so sorry.
But it's not my fault.
I don't know.
Like we are here, and now your gone.
Listen we were split up for years.
How dare you leave me like this.
You told me ... Kay it's not me.
I'm here. I'm so sorry.
But you can't blame it on me.
Do you want me crazy like you.
I shouldn't have that.
Like you had other sorrows.
It wasn't just me right?
Dam it your dead.
You can't answer me.
No I'm not taking this.
You can't do this.
Kay maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion
But your dead *******.
See I already feel bad.
Kay I'm done.
I'm  not going to get any answers writing to myself.
Writing to myself.
Writing to myself
Writing to myself.
I could of done more, I guess, I don't know.

Don't you wish your life was like a portrait. Like a beautiful painting adored.

Shoot me quietly stillness of the night.
Behold the tragedy of slippery moonlight.
Long and forgotten in some foreign land
laid one woman with one still man.
It all came to be lost along the shore.
That this world would never be theirs.
Wandering spirits that longs for no more.
May peace be upon you as you go through
the next door.