And so i am here
with nothing to do...

The "Kawwing" sound
The sound of intent...

Stomach grumbles
in flow sharp pains...

You stage a war that you have not won
The deaths are there in a larger sum...

Today, I thought I saw your face, or so it would...
Mystified, was it real or just a dream...

Maybe I could come back
Or you could come here...

If I could have just one wish
It would be to turn back time...

I cant stand this depression
please end this terrible session...

I will tell you this once more, i love you and om...
shedding my fears along with my inner most...

Eyes red from crying
make-up running down my face...

Huddled in the corner
in the shadows of my room...

I once knew a place
where i lived so wonderfully...