Sitting in the dark,
Wrapped in my thoughts.
My body being drained,
As I sit here and wait.
My head falls to my lap,
I feel the wetness from my tears.
Why have you left me cold and low?
There is no where to turn and hide,
So now you have to see me cry.
All these feelings of regret,
Wait around the corner to hunt my soul.
Let my spirt be set free.
I am waiting for the day that brings me sweet remorse.
