As I lay on my bed
And fight off my oncoming dread...

Turning.
Churning...

I met you in a chatroom,
As silly as that sounds...

I continue to sit here at my desk,
Writing my last few words...

Watch me bleed.
Watch me cry...

In a town far, far away,
a place where no one wants to stay...

I am feeling an immense pain
Which, in my mind, is like the rain...

This thing called pain is mystifying,
And it is just so tantalizing...

What can be said of mysterious love?
What is it about? Is it good or bad...

I remember a while ago
Back in the year '03...

The vehicles pull up to the small town
And the commander looks at it with a frown...

I know you're mad,
I know you're pissed...