With cold dead hands, a ghost I am to you alone now.   With cold dead hands that are unseen, unfelt, and unanticipated.   With cold dead hands, my visits are unknown to you making you shiver, and lips embalmed in ice.   With cold dead hands, I will call...

This body! A living, breathing corpse! May my home become my tomb. Have I been entombed alive all this time? Buried with windows of sunlight, Looking out over the trimmed grass of my grave. Where the name on my mailbox is a...

He says he's working hard but I can hear no sound when I try to call him he's nowhere to be found he's busy he says but I don't really know is he working or playing it's a mystery...

You told me lies with practice is a gentle voice to calm my fears behind my back you did as you please while I stayed blind for far too many years your friends and mine all played along pretending...