Today is Christmas and look:
we are all here on the Internet.
Maybe if I had you this Christmas
I wouldn't be here on the Internet.

It has not snowing - like
all the water in the clouds
has dried just like the tears
that you brought to my face.

My mouth sighed.
My eyes cried.
My heart lied.
My body died.

We are all happy because
We have found others
Who aren't happy either.

I prayed for rain fall for 100 years and not a drop fell,
Through the kingdom grew our depleted wells,
Of knowledge and virtue, a gift so strong,
And the mystics preach their ageless songs,

We wither, wasting away under the dim lit fog,
They are to us as we to a dog,
The stars are blackened by wrath of gods,
the world is trapped in mother's jaws,

Her nature is that of the beast,
Her carnage crosses due east,
I pray for help on the beach,
Coals of hell will burn their feet,

So help your neighbor for he is you,
And believe in yourself and those around you,
and take care of anyone near the end,
Because sometimes we too are close to the bend,

Depression is like that friend
who knocks on your door
when the party has already
Finished.

Please care about me.
I am so lonely. Please,
I care about you. I
don't know what to do.

Sam Pepper posted a video
on YouTube. It showed one
friend pretending to be
kidnapped, and shot and
killed in front of his best
friend. His best friend,
believing that he'd watched
the other die, said,
"Please, no, he's all
that I have."

Nothing hurts more
Than the ping in your stomach
The drop of your heart
The screaming in your mind
When you're talking with your everything
And he sets you down to answer the phone call
from his side boo

I bet I am
More sad than you.
I know I am
That's all I knew.
I know I will
Be happy but.
Right now I'm stuck
In this sad rut.