My heart rate is slowing down, I finally told him...
I told him that I didn't think it was going to...

Sometimes I sit and pray to myself,
That I'll someday get over him...

My mind wanders around in a field of words,
Lately, the only word I like is perfection...

It seems as if the light is only bright for me,
But that would be selfish of me to even think it...

Oh, the joy of brownies,
The black ones with the oozing fudge...

They're afraid of the pure yellow sunlight,
The skin that surrounds their body is cold...

You travel in my thoughts,
You spill out in my tears...

Writing is something I need,
Desperately...

She comes to me when she has a problem,
She cries on her knees begging for help...

It's not the same anymore,
Seeing him everyday and night...

When your world has crashed into shards of glass-
What do you do? Really, what can you do...

Waking up in the mornings you never really know,
What is going to take place during your day...