::Nightmare Room::
{Did you ever have those fears as a child, about walking to the toilet in the dead of night?
The certainty that blood sucking vampires clung to the the darkest shadows. The conviction that withered dead hands were reaching out to you?}
::Broken::
{When push comes to shove, when your world is breaking apart... Are you strong enough to lift the tattered segments of your soul? Or do you crumble beneath the weight of a broken heart?}
:: Absence::
{Waking up alone can be so damn hard.
Tearing away from the make-believe of dreams, and finding life waiting at the food of the bed - with an early morning cup of reality check. Sure, waking up alone each morning can be a drain. But sometimes it's the company who makes facing reality that much harder}.
::Where There's Smoke::
{You'd think I'd get used to it. The smoke. The arguing. The sight of those wine glasses emptying and refilling again and again. But, you never get used to it. Well, not me. Too sensitive. Too fragile. Not hardy enough to shrug it away and 'get used to it'.}