I kiss my Delilah, Molten love pours from my soul, Igniting her with sweet madness. I melt her with flattery, As fire does to snow, In wakeful dreams I’m not alone.

Sunny eyes beam through this storm of fury. Before me, the whirling fog illuminates white at the pulses of lightning from within me. I do not know what can damper this storm. What antipsychotic medication can calm! I prefer...

I want to be wanted I don’t need to be needed I wish to be wished I don’t require to be required I crave to be craved I never asked to be asked  I love to be loved  I never liked being liked Is it too much...

Your parents have a problem and you live in constant painYour atmosphere is darkness as you begin to go insaneAnd the way you're going, you'll turn out the same You hear the words of wisdom as you practice what they...