A cold creeps in
and settles in my bones...

There he is
heaped over in a tragic pile...

The red rings on my wrists
red me of making love...

Walking late at night
in a tank top and jeans...

I'm waiting in my bed
and sleep refuses to come...

Come out and play
whispers a warm breeze...

Spreading her wings
once beautiful white...

It comes cascading
down from a deep blue sea...

A haze of blue
films my eyes...

Sometimes
when it grows dark inside...

Sitting in a deep dark
looking down...

Sometimes i want to run
so fast...