My self-esteem is lower than low, I wish I can give away this life to my grandfather who just suffered a stroke this weekend.

Dark poem.

You either hate ‘em or are one. Or that is what it seems from an emo’s point of view. Trust me I know.

If you liked fragments, you are sure to enjoy this one.

Emptiness is often why people grant themselves an early death.

Just listen and read for a second and you will get what it’s about…

I cannot stand on a cliff without the impulse to jump-not to die, but to fly. I can’t help but imagine the glorious feeling of flight. Yes, I envy birds.I’m not suicidal, I just have a great imagination.

Dark days which are not for the faint of heart.

A short story about a dream, or maybe something else…

Depressive black metal lyrics from my own.