Darling give me your absence tonight. My dreams are fading. My faith is my light. The darkness draws near in my grey whirlwind of fears. The thought of alone is my most terrifying fright. I've searced for the answers. I've crawled toward the sun, and the voices I turn to leave me staring at no one. So I lie in a pit in the bottom of my mind, numb of feelings and hungry for time. My nightmares, like demons, cling to my skin, and these pings of envy leave me sensitive and thin. A transparent shadow, a wisp of a girl, a remniscent lover whose sanity unfurls. I reach for my darling, but I've sent him away. And for once in my life I regret I didn't stay.

Days like this I don't know what to do with myself. Dreams can be deceiving, like faces are two hearts, they search for sweet relieving, when fantasy...and reality...lie too far apart. So I stretch myself across like a bridge, and I pull you to the edge. I stand there waiting, trying to attain the end to satisfy the story. ~Fiona

Broken girl, you break yourself more and more each day. Regrets. I feel so alone the more I am surrounded. I keep wishing and hoping for some force to intervene and revive me. Someone to breathe the life into me and create me. I am seeking, always scanning but unaware, unable to see as fog clouds my vision. I try to cry. I try to feel something. I feel weak. I feel...despair. This is not what I was looking for. Fix me now.