You know not of me
You know not of my insecurities
My fears
You know not of my life
You are ignorant.
But fear not.
For ignorance is as sweet as the death that tolls it.
Fear not, ignorance,
For I too, am ignorant.

Written by:
Andrew Griffiths

You can taste the kiss
You can taste the blood
You can feel the pain
Welling inside you
A ticking bomb on the brink of explosion
Can you feel
The way it beats inside you
The way it sets the course of your very life
You don't notice
How it sets your ways
The way your stride settles in its rhythm
You don't notice
The way your voice vibrates in time with its beat
You don't notice how your heart beats
The rhythm of the bomb.
It created you.
It makes you.
And it will kill you.
You cannot stop this addiction because it is you.
You cannot stop this addiction.
It is you.

Written by:
Andrew Griffiths

I think i'm going insane
I listen to the same song over and over
My favorite pastime is ceiling-staring,
Seeing how many pictures i can find
In the blankness that is me.
I write things over and over for no reason.
I live in repetition.
...well i wrote hello on my ceiling,

So that i'd have someone to talk to
I talk to pictures on my wall
And i could sleep all day and still be tired

Written by:
Andrew Griffiths