Monthly Archive: November 2020

1

Twisted

My analyst told me that I was right out of my headThe way he described it, he said I’d be better dead than liveI didn’t listen to his jiveI knew all along he was...

6

Forsaken

Lonely, where should I be if this is not my landSlowly, life is running through my fingers like sandCall me, and I’ll be wherever you areLonely, and the day hides a falling starAnd I...

6

Whatever

When nights become days, sleep is a luxury, showers become chores, and you look at yourself in the mirror, trembling. Trembling because this is not you, your face is worn, your eyes hollow. And...

13

Falling

Oh, oh, I never felt this way How do you give me so much pleasure And cause me so much pain? Just when I think I’ve taken more than would a fool I start...