Yes,sweetheart I know
that I've failed many times...

It wasn't always tears and anger
soul eating madness...

She sits upon a rock near the beach
watching as the sun melts...

Although loneliness has never bother me...
Tonight...

The smell of flowers fills the air.
immediately the heart knows...

You,
who always looked at me...

I whispered a lullaby
to the midnight breeze...

They all speak of her
like...

I wonder if at night
when I'm staring into my eyelids...

Loneliness is here again.
Filling me with a coldness...

I thought I had managed
to pull myself out of the hole...

How do we take horrifying
situations and turn them into...