From the day he said she was perfect,
To the day she took her life...

Charred thoughts of those moments arise,
trigger nerves...

I find no comfort in pleasure or pain.
What I lack in life, I cannot make up in dreams...

Your words are sweet reminders
of our once chaotic resolution...

Jaded thoughts captivate
undefined, unconditional passion...

It doesn't matter what you say
or what you do...

A broken heart,
a bleeding fist...

Existence seems to escalate.
Appearances unfold into what can only be...

Inhale the toxins of the last rays of sun.
Beating, beaming, glowing golden shores...

Cant let go,
all alone...

I'm sorry for all the things that could happen,
for all the things i haven't done...

As I watch you walk by,
I wish you were in my arms...