na
ill add each mockery, each laugh, every time.
and times it by the people who do.
then ill go home and divide my skin,
so all the pain can pour through.
...
how many deaths
will i have to die
before my soul awakens
how many times
...
Despite all the rain
i still see the tears running down your face.
Despite all the light
i still see the darkness in your lonely soul.
...