I sat here and wondered what my life would be if I had just said "yes" and followed you to the brink of death.. Would I have been beside you telling my story to death? I glance out the windows and I heard the birds such shallow things, such heartrenching sounds and yet inside my soul there is no songs.. no trail of music.. Would this be my fate if I had taken your hand and followed you? Would I entered a imaginary world, where the sounds of birds echoing my sorrow? I stepped back, just a flas...

There is a hole in my heart where echoes continues and sadness reigns where teardrops play and aches are known where hugs are left and midnight rings where pens losses its points and sorrow rocks your soul where arms are unreachable and words are useless…. Many things are used trying to fill that void. but would it heal when I pour my heart out?? Is it common to feel lost, lonely and just stranded??? I need someone to talk...

The road to my heart is long, cold, dark and silent filled with so much un- shed tears and heartbreaks Travelling it may cost it your life or the rusty key that is polluting my heart The silence- the worst part will lead you astray and you'll be lost forever what would it take to bring me back to the sunlight and bring joy back to my eyes? Such an answer even I cannot find... but there is still hope.

i love his laughter the way it travels from his stomach and break free the way all of life's troubles just melt away for a second... he is so beautiful inside and out I love the way he closes his eyes and just seem to savour the laughter oh i wish i could in that moment be just like him I love how his eyes closes and his wide benign smiles breakes above the surface and then you just feel like you've been blessed with the sun smiling down on your joy for the first in Years...

Damnit! It's finish. I need another one I'm getting restless and what the fuck is biting me? aarrrrrrrhhhh Cant take this shit. So many years wasted STOP... dont want to think about it Where is Steven, man, i swear If I catch him I'm shaking, oh God, just one more fix, one more fix I'm searching my torn out pockets, and turning over my worn out shoe I'm heading down the fa..fast lane. I love it. That rush is so damn good...so good

I knew it was time, I felt so tired....tired Is this the end? Death had such a serene face-it appeared unto me as a woman So soft, clothed in purple robes and long,flowing, black hair.... such black hair with the most beautiful eyes ever. They were black-emotionless, yet filled with every emotions possible known- maybe they were mine being reflected. I wonder... she's beautiful,cant take my eyes off her it extends it's hand,and i knew,i knew it was time I smell death. it smell of lost souls a...

Why? laughter? How can this be? They're dying-or are they? So many being destroyed and yet do they know of a secret palace where only the dying goes to? I hear laugter-such sweet laughter I want that laughter giggles so pure. Feel their heartbeat ALIVE AND YET unsure....