July 2010
All my blood strewn about the floor Everyone looks, expecting so much more Ripped apart with pride and on display What have I done, to have it taken away? Emotions entwined, contorted into a pose The grand finale is drawing to a close Still remains the one that I love still In my eyes is my own personal hell How to choose the path when both are bleak? Hate fills me then starts to become complete...
T i c k
T o c k
I watch and wait for the change
T i c k
T o c k
I hope regardless of this revelation it stays the same
T i c k
T o c k
The time allotted is merely a transcript, not a guide
T i c k
T o c k
Slowly life slips away
