To exist in a world of non-permanent beauty
To try to make sense of it all...

Fickle and unpredictable is the child of Spring
Quick to cruelty, quick to kindness, she can both...

The snow is cold beneath pine trees
and colder still the earth below...

Show me that you love me
As the ocean loves the shore...

Huddled in the corner
My hands over my ears...

I smile
But inside I cry...

Lips bright red, eyes painted
Every inch prepared...

I was sinking
Drowning...

Streaming black
Mascara tears...

'Twas a night of great regret,for none would claim...
A gentleman's duel of honor, turned rogue to a...

The night was an unwelcoming one
As fierce winds whipped the shore...

Though my life I've heard a voice
It tells me my friends really care...