I gave her my heart
And she tore it apart...

We all have our dark room
Where our shadows loom...

Shadow's of my failures give chase
This is a cruel race...

Go ahead and stare
I guess thats only fair...

You can find me in the dark
but looking for me wouldn't be very smart...

I don't know what to do
I don't know who to turn too...

I'm one of the lost ones
Who just can't understand fun...

Gather around little ones and I shall tell
how a world rose and fell...

I no longer have any thing left to lose
no more choices left to choose...

(I will tell you now that this is the longest poem...
Here I will pose a question...

I barely know her but shes stuck in my mind
I close my eyes and her face is all I find...

I accepted long ago
that I have reaped what I have sown...