Battered and bruised
the cuts will fade but the words always stay...

Golden tears are streaming
along her once loved face...

In this cold and frozen night
My mind seems to wonder...

Arrogance and romance
two things never meant to be...

There is an old saying
God only takes the best...

Whispered lullabies
within which i still slumber...

I feel weak and invisible
i still grip onto regret...

Frightened of tomorrow
Terrified of today...

I'm sick of things unsaid
Unsaid to my face...

Butterfly tears
Melt upon her face...

Dear daddy
Im sitting on the porch daddy...

Does it really matter
How much I hate life so...