Sitting here wondering how, and why
Head in hands, looking down...

Why must you always go?
Seems once the silt settles it is disturbed again...

When I'm with you I don't notice how soaked I...
How cold I am...

The darkness surrounds me
The air is heavy...

Every step I take is another rock to climb over
Gradually increasing in size...

Left in darkness
A world once full now empty...

No larger than two feet (like Sam)
Fur of different blondes, and white...

The click of a conversation ended
Brings feelings or sadness...

Hair of gold
Eyes of sapphire...

You under estimate your beauty
Within and out...

My writing is my emotion
It is what I feel...

This barless prison...
This eternal darkness...