cuts down deep... pain remains my dear old friendwe go way back then.in my arm lies a collection of bruises,each representing a tear that found its way down my cheek...in my body --flows black putrid rainthat represents my blood.i am misery come alive.a dream that never turned just right.as i weave my tales and spin my lies,my heart weeps.where do i go now?an experiment gone wrong.welcome to my world,leave your happiness at the door.hope doesn't live here.another glass shatters.i fear -- was it my heart?another heartbreak, promises broken.here i am...another fallen angel. (courtesy of Melanie Mesias)

-------------------------Dedicated to my friends:

I have live my life of despair and remorsea
were hope is a stranger and love is a dream
the whisper of death have always haunts me
but with your guiding light, I strive
with your strenghts, i stand
with your freindship, i endure