These are just thoughts that run through my head...
They're whispers from the cracking cages that sit...

Everyone is leaving,
moving on in their lives...

The time has come to leave,
to let go of everything I know...

*wrote this a while back after a situation that...
That heavy weight that swings on your heart...

Is it the idea,
the dream...

Can this soul be rid of this pain,
its eyes bleeding rivers of tears...

Release your clutches from this troubled soul
undo your grip on my heart...

Hidden lives and secret dreams
each one of us bears...

Tears fall down soft, pure cheeks
small salty pearls flow down like rivers...

I knew a girl once
all laughter and smiles...

How can one person
one name...

What do you do if theres no one to talk to?
do you bottle it all up...