Call To Sorrow

I hate him. I hate me. The end.

The Color Of Sad

Her lips are the color of sad

He Never Cared

Please stop the pain

Dead

I identify as dead

300 Days

Sailing through heartache

Shadow

Abandoned

Tension

After midnight freestyle

Last

I don't understand any of it

Heartbreak Hotel

He was the best and worst thing to enter my life, like a flash flood destroying all the good but making room for growth.

I Still Remember

Words are forever and so is love

Our Life Is An Epic Poem

Our life is an epic poem...

Love You Forever

He's so far away now *sobs uncontrollably*