Abomination

Help me! He shrieks from the other end of the telephone line Slogans of hatred make their way out of his sore throat Heavy sobs heave out of his body and force themselves into my mind I’m not an abomination! He whispers from the other end of the telephone line A monotonous stream of promises…

We

Let me tell you about a friend of mine, A little girl, Her face was beautiful and so was her hair, Her heart was altogether a truly a different tale. She was a telltale, Afraid of losing her name. She would go around telling people horrid, mean things, Until one day her heart of ice…

H.old O.n P.ain E.nds Intro

No matter how hard the past, you can always begin again. – Buddha We all fall down. Once, twice or more. Some of the lucky ones have people to talk to, have good songs to listen to, have a positive set of mind to follow. But some unfortunate ones don’t. They are alone. They are…