Shaky hands
Restless hearts
Withdrawn girls on cold September nights
...
It hurts
Yet,
I'm addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Heart stopping
...
And I wonder if he ever thought
"Would my death be too much to bare? "
The ugly naked truth lies in front of us now
...
Just take the pills
You'll feel better
Yes I bet you, you will
Blue and Green hues, little orbs of artificial happiness
...
She danced one water
When she had a fix
Her mood climbed into the skies
Bouncing from cloud, to fluffy cloud
...
Saint Jude
Saint of lost causes
I've come to lose myself
...