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you can fill my heart will all your might. try to weed out the sorrow lining it's depths. whisper to me that i will not fall, tell me that i won't lose it all. you can kiss me on the lips, after you've licked away the tears. and sit and wait for me to come home as i run off to fight the shadows in my head with your heart as my shield and your love as my sword. but the demons sucking like leeches, plastered to my skin creatures made up of evil and sin their warm steamy breath rotting my flesh they will always win you can listen for the explosion, and surely you'll see the demons, and all that she's done to me the woman, who smel

                            So love is a funny thing. It sweeps you off your feet. It sweeps out your insides. It sweeps away everything else, whether you like it or not. Falling in love is like falling into a cloud. At first, it's not scary, no. It's beautiful. You're up high- so blissfully high- with billowing pushes and pulls of gorgeous white around you. At first, it's the most amazing thing you could ever think of. You could ever feel. The kind of feeling that can't be induced by the most potent drug. The kind of feeling that lifts you above all else, annihilates any ailments you'll ever have. You collide with a beautiful array of a

What is it? But how could I explain. How does one tell others what it's like to go insane? I sit in my thoughts, and drown in my head the gray world I dwell says I'm already dead It starts at your finger, but maybe your tongue. a big black splotch- where had my skin gone? I waved it in front of my father- told him to help me, I said "Won't you get it off, why won't it come off I've washed it and popped pills and done all I can but this blotch just won't come off." so he took me to the hospital, but not because of the spots he took me because I'm crazy, because he said "there's nothing there at all." So I look in th