the pain is like a storm that's brewing inside of me, and i can't seem to shake it off. it's like a hurricane that's tearing through my heart, and i can't seem to find a way to stop it. it's like a fire that's burning inside of me, and i can't seem to put it out.

i try to run away from it, but it always catches up to me. i try to hide from it, but it always finds me. i try to ignore it, but it always comes back.

it's like death, only it's much worse. it's like death, only it's much longer. it's like death, only it's much harder.

Those who are hardest to love are the ones who need it the most.

Even your shadow leaves when it gets dark.

You're constantly plagued by the notion that you're just wasting most of your time alive.

Maybe I am a tree, because everybody leaves.

Death is the ultimate savior, it brings an end to pain.

Love means little when it's convenient.

You Are

You are my saviour and my downfall,
The bringer of light, the usher of thrall.

You rescue me from the depths of despair,
Yet you lead me astray with a devilish flare.

You are my haven amidst the storm,
Yet you leave me broken, alone, forlorn.

You are my saviour and my downfall,
The one who lifts me up, the one who makes me fall.

You are the scalpel, the surgeon's knife,
Cutting deep into my wounded life.

You are the shepherd, leading me to salvation,
Yet you lure me into temptation.

You are my saviour and my downfall,
The one I cling to, the one who makes me crawl.

You offer me redemption, a second chance,
Yet you lead me towards a deadly dance.

You are the angel and the demon in one,
My salvation, my ruin, my rising, my undone.

"U" and "I" doesn't rhyme but it sounds good together.

The sun sets; it's time to rest.