Tears run,
out of control...

I seen him,
Had no options of not...

Talking late into the night.
Spilling my thoughts...

Staying home.
All alone...

I just keep talking,
though none of the words are true...

As we float along in the still water,
you look over the edge of the canoe...

This feeling returns to me,
It binds my heart with chains of ice...

I think hell is frozen over,
Its a place of punishment...

Please love me.
I need to feel wanted by someone...

If only you
would see that...

When the grass turns grey
and emotions run high...

If you look at the sun long enough
You forget about sight...