A cold breeze blows through here;
this house which was once our home...

In my final moments,
I see my first love...

Give me this, this unspoken lie,
That I might find how hard I must try...

I sit here, writing to FAFSA,
they tell me my life's NASA...

I'm alone now,
I want to cry...

The hurt and the pain,
ne'er ceasing, my wet face...

Through life's twisted corners,
I See what will be...

Sometimes it hurts,
to watch what you love die...

As I lay me down to sleep,
who's future vision will I keep...

I'm walking down a shaded path,
one so familiar to me...

I still miss you,
when the wind sighs...

This is a poem by the woman I love.
I'm alone tonight...