Care For Me Not, I'll Hurt You Too Much
Can broken spirits be mended?
This life isn't one that anyone would wish for. Abuse, Insomnia, Nervous Disorders, and haunting memories that cause a silence so thick no one has ever broken it. Is it possible to love if you're alone? The longing for compassion and understanding becomes buried so deep, it was believed to have died along with the past. But the past never really died. Plagued constantly by memories and dreams that stop all contact with anyone else, understanding seems hopless and compassion far off.
The no-contact doesn't last long though. There's a new kid in school. He doesn't know anything at all and decided to give breaking the silence a shot. Why? No one knows. But could he teach somone how to live again?
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- Never Knowing the World Around You
- Art Reveals Secrets
- Is this Really Home?
- Pain, Do You Even Remember?
- Unnoticed Surprises
- Tag Along
- The End Already?
- Unexpected/Unwanted Hope
- Genuine
- Sympathy or Pity?
- Silhouettes in the Window
- Neighbors/The River
- Who?
- Faces
- Missing.
- More Surprises
- Crunch, crunch, clank.
- Fist Fights
- Savior
- Bruises
- Tears
- Hallucinations
- Opening & Closing Windows
- Hopes
- Words
- Acquaintance
- Fade Away
- The Faces & The Fall
- Names
- Sleep
- Broken
- Glass
- Next
- Holiday Cravings
- Tele-vision
- Relations
- Run
- Haunting Guilt
- Carefree
- Rain
- Misinterpreting Masks
- Commandments
- Hurt
- “Waiting to Die.”
- Vomit, Drip, Rip, Scream
- “Waking Up” – Part I
- "Waking Up" - Part 2
- Obey
- Melody
- Deja-vu