Prison of Souls

"I am pulled out like an old canvas, aged with the delicate mirth in years of creativity, peeled over by mistake after mistake; a glimpse of brilliance. I have felt your eyes reach out and teach me in ..."

"Why do you want to know me? My body, my soul - my fortress. What do you want to know about me? The reasons why I allow myself to live are foreign. Why do you protrude into the very core of my mind, ho..."

"I lift my battered body up off the floor straining to move my head. I see your figure walk out the door remembering words you've said... "You're mine to hold, to kiss, to touch," you told me time ..."

"I have to live with myself, and so I want to be fit for myself to know I want to be able as the days go by Always to look myself straight in the eye; I don't want to stand, with the setting sun, ..."

"My emotions are secure, buried deep inside. This sugar-coated shell is what I use to hide. The shell has now been broken, the feelings are all out. They fly around my troubled mind filling me with do..."

"Winter rain showing no signs of Christmas' sparkling joy. The air is warm, the sun is shining the feeling of happiness destroyed. The trees are bare they're nothing but brown a depressing sight to se..."