It’s cold outside in the weather tonight.
I’m out of my self and the fear inside
Will take over, over my flesh.
I don’t know how long it will be til’ I have nothing left.
I fall asleep, I wake, I dream;
Until there will be another peace;
Until my soul will fall at ease
I sleep, I wake, for you I long my soul to take.
For this man has pleasured my hauntings.
And until dawn I will stay awake
For you I long “TAKE IT.”

Fall asleep my darling and close your eyes.
As I turn off the lights, sleep deeply
For I shall invade your dreams, as you did mine.

For these hauntings are real, and did you feel anything?
As I slept, I had awoken with a simple haunting.

It wasn’t me, it was you
Now you must come and “FACE YOUR DOOM.”
As a microphone, and a man’s deep voice
Loud and rusty, trust me.
This is what you’ve been wanting, “FEAR ME.”

You have done what you’ve decided, now watch.
Remmy, boy what have you done?
Have you taken my life, and watched it fall to pieces?

Take my hand, we’ll travel the moon
And hopefully we’ll get there soon.

Dark alleys, cold valleys,
With mud dirt and snow.
Your body I drag, as flashes turn to slashes in my mind.

I just sit, pause and cry, your body it waits,
for its meaningless escape.

I see your head, from toe to face.
As I long for rest, I lie on your chest
You hold my hand, and you died in my arms
And you could have guessed, I did love him so
But the heart problem, I may have caused him
I just need you to know, I did not grow up,
I stayed the same and for that, I am the one to blame.
That boy his funeral, a quarter til’ ten
And there he lay in a coffin, his death was my fault.
So as they enter him into the ground, I cry and sob without a sound.

I miss him dearly and reminisce
How I lied there still, on his chest.
With his red shirt on, and his dark blue jeans, is it what it seems
Its just like, Romeo and Juliet and here comes the best part yet.

So I lay in my bedroom, quiet as a mouse
And I didn’t make a peep in this empty house.
I have nothing left, as my blood drips,
From the bedpost to the floor, I cry and sob no more.

There lay my body, right beside his, and a quarter til’ ten
The funeral was mine, they throw in their pennies, and their dimes.
Into the fountain,the pit the coins lay.
And they missed us on that day.

He took my hand,and we danced around the trees
Remmy and I, we lie under sunsets and shadows of trees, an outlined shape of Remmy,
And one of me and some days we’d pull the leaves right off of trees,
Because here it was winter, spring, fall and summer.
There were different rooms and different season,
For Remmy and I to be pleased in.

So, this pond we had, right by the trees,
In this room the bees didn’t sting,
I ran from Remmy, as he chased me,books fell from the sky they were history.
As the sun went down, when we held each other as we fell asleep
We slept, we dreamed.
And that was the day the scars fell off my face.

The day the scars fell off of my face, we loved more and we changed.
The love we had, just wouldn’t go away
As on earth, the anger would take hold of me
My insides would burst out and **** me,
My veins would bleed out my insides.
And sometimes I would try and try, but the stress built up
And as you died in my arms
Maybe this was, why I was alarmed.
So I take this noose,and i hang as I try.
Remmy holds my hand, and watches me as I fly.

I fell.
I fell deep in the ocean.
The waves carried me.
Further and further down.
I wanted to scream.
But the water fell through my throat.
So I couldn't scream, I couldn't breathe.
So,
As I began to dream.
I dreamt of swimming to shore;
That's what I did.
But I wasn't really inside the belly of the ocean.
I was here with you.
Inside,
An empty house,
Alone.
But you followed me that day, throughout the pain;
Throughout the grey.
I saw it.
I was still drowning but saw it clearly.
A house by a tree;
Apples on the ground.
But the sun had faded,
Faded, faded, faded to grey.
You kept your distance,
But I had to sit by that tree.
And eat an apple, just to see.
The sky turned black.
Because of the night.
The sky turned grey, because of the white.
The white and black TV that would lay in the house.
Purple curtains;
A dead mouse.
A creaking floor.
Shutters white.
I fell asleep on that sofa late during the night.
You whispered my name.
You followed me in my dreams.
But you know, nothing is ever what it seems.
You watched me sleep.
Again I heard my name.
But still I slept until the light of the day.
But you still sat there;
Watching me lie.
Hidden in the shadows of the house you were.

I stayed in the house; I ate from the tree.
But yet, you still followed me.
Do you still love me?
Or is this a dream?
I thought I saw you.
Somewhere,
In my dreams,
Outside the house,
By the tree.

I find myself walking, wondering where I am.
It feels like a dream, the road is a distant feeling on my shoes.
Tiny little rocks that make me trip over myself.

The grass isn't green.
It's black.
Everywhere I turn the colors are black, or they are white.
So I keep walking.

I don't see anyone.
I don't hear any birds and I don't see any cars.
I find myself questioning if this is all a dream.
But then I see him.
It, whatever it is.
A man in a suit, a hooded figure.
He looks down, staring.
I don't know who he is and I wonder why he is the only one around.

He looks up at me as I walk closer.
I start to hear the sounds, like I'm at a carnival.
My heart skips beats, and not the way you'd want it to.
He stares into my eyes, and his eyes are grey.
But his body just black, darkness.

He puts his hands on my shoulders, and looks into me, just searching.
He buries his hand into my chest and rips out my heart.
I lie there lifeless.
He throws my heart into himself.
He picks me up and drags me with one arm.
He walks and there I am, nothing.
He walks for miles and miles until we reach our destination.
He throws me on the pile of bodies, and then I realize, I'm dead.
I'm dead on a pile of the rest of the world.

Here I am in an empty room.
Cement floor, staring at you.
It isn't really you, just a television screen.
Is this all real or just a dream?
White screen, a fuzzy white screen,
Staring at you, staring at me.
Television as a face, on top of your body.
I stare at you, as you stare at me.

The walls start to melt.
The floor begins to shake.
Feels like an earthquake.
There's nothing to grab, grass grows under my feet.
It changes into the woods, the forest is where we meet.

I stare at you, as you stare at me.
Your body and your face a television screen.
Nobody's talking but then I see, on this white screen, showing all our memories.
Hide me into you, take me where you go.
Let's climb this tree right here, your hold on me, you won't let me.

White screens everywhere, they fall from the sky.
This is just a mindset, birds they fly.
They start to fall as their screams shake the dirt.
Nothing is what it seems, my heart starts to hurt.
I fall to my knees.
My body turns white.
Snow begins to fall.
Blood from my eyes.

I can't stare at you, but you can stare at me.

I wake up in a hospital bed.
This was all a dream.

How do you become something you hate?
You stand, looking at your reflection every morning.
“Here I am, again.” You think to yourself.
Standing there, picking at the little flaws you hate.
We are our own worst enemy.
We see things in ourselves that we despise, when others see them as little minor details that make us “cute” and they like us as a whole, as a person, and to them that little minor thing doesn't bother them because they just see us in a way we can't see ourselves.
Sometimes you just have to take the way you view yourself, flip it upside down and turn it inside out and turn it sideways, because that is the only way we will be able to see ourselves in another light, in another form and changing the same routine that makes us think we are nothing, and being another way would be better.
Flaws make us human, and we always want to change, to be perfect.

The little things are what make us fall in love.
They make us different because perfection doesn't exist, and if it did we'd be boring.

Spiraling down a black hole.
I am a tornado.
I am a gust of wind.
Falling into this dark place and coming up for air again.
Bones crackling, muscles spasms.
I fly in every direction, involuntary movements.
I shake. I want to scream. I want to die.
I feel like a contortionist, movements like a puppet, twisting and turning.
My mind, utter silence unable to scream.
I fall into a dark little hole, no one can find me- except you.
You pull me out, with your touch, with your words.
I need you, I need you to help me breathe again.
I need you to make it stop.
Tremors in my hands; a twitching shoulder.
Your voice calms me, I need you here.
I can’t walk. I feel like I’m dying.
I only feel okay, when you’re beside me.

Stay here with me for a while, cuddled under blankets and you feel so warm.
Nuzzled into you, sound of the tv on.
Movies and laughter, the sound of your voice.
Laying here, you’ve become my safe place.
Walks outside, you make me laugh.
Hugs and kisses and a cigarette break, the air on my skin, hold me close, you’re my favorite person.
Your hands wrapped around mine, our fingers intertwined.
Back in bed,
I hear your heartbeat, I listen to it beat; it slows down I can hear you breathe.
Falling asleep in your arms, my favorite dream.
I miss you, I wish you were here with me.
Stay here, stay here  with me a while, cuddled under blankets…
I can feel your warmth.