I feel the snow tainted
As it smothers all sound...

Lips of ruby red
A smile bright and true...

Tomorrow you might leave
Decide to get up and go...

I wish that I could say
Everything that I feel...

Betrayed by a friend
Stabbed in the back...

I went on the best date ever
With the most beautiful girl...

Even when we broke apart
We promised we'd stay friends...

We stroll along through the trees
Our hands clasped together...

There was this young boy
About sixteen years of age...

Your eyes glitter with tears
My hands close upon yours...

Torment tortures me
Images agonize my mind...

Deep within the yard rests a shed
Tools strewn about after each use...