What is my crime?
What have I done to become so shunned...

If only there was some way
For me to express the passion that flows through...

Sitting here with weeks to go
Sitting here rocking back and forth...

There is a fine line between good and evil in this...
many choose not to distinguish between the two...

When I think of you my mind lights on fire
My heart starts racing...

The loneliest day of my life,
The day she left me there...

Second thoughts?
Always...

I pushed my hand down into my pocket
And pulled forth a folded scrap of paper...

The probes are out, wary and tired.
The feeble bonds that had held us together gone...

Ask not why my heart now roils in pain
Ask not why my soul cries out in agony...

Once before I called someone my lotus
I called them my diamond hiding in the rough...

In peace I find pain,
and in pain i find an emptiness...