Is it love that's taking me this way?
Out of the blue...
Yeah? them tears?
no lie, just stupid sad misery...
This poem is made out of blue...
Dear Pain,
I am writing this letter today to ask a certain...
Boom!
Let the bombs fall...
Banished from all life for our sins so long ago
Cast away to the loneliest system of death planets...
Burned By the fires of lonelyness
Unable to cry a tear from the pools of pain...
Let me ride on bliss colored waves
Then be poured into oblivion...
Dark melodies drift where I lay,
I find myself in a state of dismay...
His chains are rusted, yet reflect lightning,
The manacles hang as limp as his flesh...
Creaks...wind howls,
Lightning crashes, hooting owls...
Time leaves a footprint
upon our lovely faces...