sadness inside the sadness inside the cigarette pack....

I sat here smoking this death of cancer thinking of you...



regrets and shame what I have lost...

knowing you will not return...


it paralyzes my mind it gets me chills down my body....

living this way without you by my side


the question is is it a nightmare or a dream my dear Alyssa....

wishing it was not the truth......

staring through Lord lovel


inside these broken mirrors


she started to look back. ....


I guess I am falling apart.....


she is my fallen Angel or my demon it's complex to think about.....


she gave me the gift to write....


now I am starting to lose the passion for it because you are gone.....


let a million dagger's Pierce whatever's left of my soul.....


hoping that would be the end of my legacy....


but it wouldn't.....


it wouldn't even face me


because I...