So much sadness in his words
The poems he writes...

A new beginning for my heart,
at last i feel the warmth...

My head hurts
My heart beat is slow...

I know I can't make you love me
I know I can't make you stay...

Ah... the sky is dark,
just like my thoughts...

My wings have been damaged
Feather after feather plucked...

A chill down her spine
The wind on her hair...

If we can dream,
why can't they come true...

I take a journey each night,
i die and survive in every dream...

Her tears roll down her eyes.
her sobbing comsumes her soul...

Her Face is scarred
Her arms have wounds...

What do you stare at?
Want to know what's under the bandages...