Hollow of soul
And hollow of heart...
The nights are closing in and winter
stretches out cool fingers to caress...
In darkest days you give me light
and help me see the road ahead...
Sometimes I wish I were a ghost
To float away from all life's ills...
Blank pages stretched before me,
threatening in their stark innocence...
I dreamed last night.
A noose about my neck was laid...
Pink, bright pink.
Drawing my eyes like...
Lying in the grey of dawn she listens
to the chirping music drifting in through...
If I should open up my heart
and mind within these words...
She lies,
determination writ in each...
She knows.
She always knows...
The finger of suspicion points out
our family's deepest secrets...