Bleeding cuts.

Continue with no life to pain.
No stop. No time. No chance to cope.
Break the invisible chain.
The only one word: hope.

Free as a bird.

Flying unparalleled.
No one else with me.
That is the price of freedom.
The chains on my hands leave their marks.

cold.

The snow keeps falling.
There is no fire.
No warmth.
No eternal summer.

Broken Hearts.

Take my heart and drop it on the floor.
Crush it with hate and air.
I will still live.

Nothing.

Nothing to say.
Absolutely nothing.

Tactics.

Tactics and warfare.
What a fickle business.

Enemies and Allies.

You know the drill.

Conflict.

Attack.
Counterattack.
Win.
Lose.

500 yards. 1 round.

500 yards.
1 round.
5 seconds.
One target.
Thousands of lives in your hand.

Will you take the shot?

Mine but not mine.

I have nothing not mine.
I have everything not mine.
What is mine is not everything.

Lies.

A thousand arrows pierce my heart,
And rivers flow from my eyes.
The happiness for me will never start,
And my mouth can only produce lies.

Nada.

Thanksgiving.
I got nothing to be thankful for.

Single round.

One bullet.
Six chambers.
One game.
Russian roulette.
You up?

Tears from blue.

You only wish for true love.
It is the one thing that is so hard to get.
It is the one thing you think never exists for you.
It is the one hope I have.

Running on Faith.

The sword is in its sheath.
The gun is in my jacket.
The world is in my hands.

Too full.

Way too much in front of me.
So little time.

Light at the barrel.

Look into the barrel of the gun.
What do you do?
What can you do?
What should you do?
Bang.

Clear needle.

You can see it, but you avoid it.
At all and any costs.

Running on air.

My feet touch nothing when I sleep.
So comfortable.
There is no stability.
I like to float.

Red.

So much red in us.
Such a color that grabs attention.

More than it needs to be.

I can't solve a rubik's cube,
but I can take it apart.

Yay?

At least the computer doesn't mock me.

Red line.

Crossing the tape.
Always fun.

Test.

Test of knowledge.
Test of faith.
All in one.
One in all.

Land of the red sun.

I feel so tired to remember,
In the shadow of the rising sun.
I struggle to live,
In a battle I never won.

I keep running,
But I never stall.
I run infinite miles,
Where we can only fall.

Running into fire.

I feel the shadow of the sun,
Basking in an inglorious heat.

Gold.

When I left,
they took the pieces I tilled,
Pulled the ground of the gold I laid.
When I returned, I drove them out,
Burning it all,
In a blazing summer that will not fade.

Never.

I forgot who I was,
my voice in a whisper,
I tried to remember.

What?

I fell from heaven,
descended to hell,
To suffer what I could,
And when I returned,
I found what I not should.

Another heaven.

Friday.
It's pretty self explanatory.

Death, Death, Death.

Do you know how many people die every 10 seconds?
There is an equal balance of happiness and sadness.