How Could You Fall In

Tonight The Sky Was Utterly Black. Perhaps There Was No Moon Tonight—a Lunar Eclipse, A New Moon. A New Moon. I Shivered, Though I Wasn't Cold.

It's Not A Good Feeling--knowing That You Profoundly Deserve The Title Of Monster. It's Better To Be Kind Than To Feel Guilty.

I Knew I Was Too Late—and I Was Glad Something Bloodthirsty Waited In The Wings. For In Failing At This, I Forfeited Any Desire To Live.

Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

Non-reality Was Black, And It Didn't Hurt So Much.