Take me back to the days when our world was on...
When everything felt new, and all your words could...

(Song)
So many words to choose...

Secrets hidden well,
To cover up the shame...

His words were poetry.
Every ebb and flow...

As I take a look around,
There are many things wrong with what I see...

Whistle of winter winds,
The click of the lock...

Tell me why it has to be this way,
So hard sometimes just to get through...

The shadows play across the wall,
Fear floating stagnant through the air...

Frigid fall morning
arms wrap warmly around me...

The shadows crawl across colorless walls,
In varying shades of ever-darkening black...

You've finally pushed me too far,
I can't take it anymore...

You stood there, as I fell to the floor,
You just watched me cry...