Faceless DaysFaceless daysEmotionless lifeUnnoticed death.
Not Going HomeShe was walkingShe was in a place that she didn't know.She was cryingShe wasn't sure why anymore.She was lostShe was hoping she wouldn't be found.She was doneShe was sick of living in this world.She was sickShe was trapped in her mind and couldn't escape.She was coldShe wasn't going home this time.
The Sound of a PianoI love the sound of pianoBut when I hear it my heartStarts to ache and hurt.It reminds me of you andAll the time we spent togetherAnd how much I loved you.I keep wondering whenIt will stop hurting to hearSomething so beautifulJust because of you.When will I stop thinkingAbout those days spentListening to you play for me?When will I stop imaginingYour face, your hands, everySingle time I hear piano playing?
QuestionsWhat are you supposed to doWhen the one you love so muchHurts you and leaves forever?How do you start healing yourBleeding and aching heart?How do you reassemble all theBroken pieces within your soul?Is there a chance for a new beginning?Can I let someone love me ever again?Will I stop being afraid to let someone in?When will the sadness and tears stop?When will I be able to listen to the radioWithout hearing a song that reminds meSo much of you and our time together?
Broken HeartSharp knife.Dripping blood.Broken heart.
ThunderThunder:Father said "gods go bowling."
Conflicting FeelingsHis scent lingers on my pillow.