This Feeling deep inside
Makes me wonder why I try...

At first when I started this poem,
I thought to myself...

It glides silently
Hinting at a raging storm...

Beaten paths left by fallen tears
Play Judas to my woe...

Sometimes late at night
I imagine I can hold you tight...

I don't understand
How you could leave...

My eyes have been opened
I've come to see the light...

I must be crazy
Rushing into love...

I'm made some mistakes
I'm not going to deny...

These days go on
With no end in sight...

There was only blackness
As far as the eye could see...

I'm tired of being restricted
To your pain, I'm addicted...