Gone You were there, You held my hand. You were near, Close in my heart. Everything was beautiful then, The world, the noise, the rain. For the most beautiful girl Was with me. Now nothing seems the same The same world has turned ruthless. Nothing is perfect, Though I tried to be. For you are gone, The one which made everything beautiful.

Mirror, Mirror Mirror, mirror, on the wall Bound to steal the face of all Hanging like an open door A passageway forever more Mirror, mirror, open wide So all can see the world inside Full to the brim of joy and light With golden seraphs dress in white Mirror, mirror, it's fading fast I knew this happiness could not last It's almost gone, no what is this? Sliding down into the abyss Mirror, mirror, hanging there This kind of torture I can not bear Watching the light and happiness die In the reflection of my soulless eyes

Poisoned Knives Let's just take things slow now. You don't need to rush your mind. Let's take it easy, please. We know both aren't your type. You need to calm yourself down, Before you ruin your whole #life. Listen to the people around you, Before they stab you with their poisoned knives. The truth is, neither is gonna get you very far. Maybe with distance, but we're not counting fast cars. Don't buy into their deliciously deceiving lies, Keep in mind all those long nights filled with cries. Pain and failure has consumed you before. You don't want to feel like that anymore. Loved ones have been already let down. Remember their smiles, and how they were replaced with frowns. Let's just take things slow now. You don't need to rush your mind. Let's take things easy, please. We know both aren't your type. Don't buy into their deliciously deceiving lies, Keep in mind all those long nights filled with cries. Pain and failure has consumed you before. You don't want to feel like that anymore. You need to calm yourself down. Before you ruin your whole #life. Listen to the people around you, Before they stab you with their poisoned knives.

Tranquility Drip, drop Like the rain through the trees The wind like a breeze through my fingers Pitter patter, Like the footsteps of weary mice Touched upon a crisp snow ground Splish, splash, On canvases of leaves Cascading like waterfalls on trees Replenishing everything in sight Morphing liquid day to charcoal night This rain is everlasting

Self-made Slave Sin will destroy your #life and leave you dead Throughout your carnal body it will spread Look not at me for I am in bonds “Help” I cry but no help comes This thing called sin comes in many forms It can be bitter or sweet, it can be messy or neat It can be a beautiful sight, or a monstrous might Regardless of its looks it all turns out the same A one way ticket to the pit of death and flame. Is this what I want for my #life? Is this what I crave? But of course I have no choice, for I am a self-made slave…