She stumbles from the head wounds
She heaves her heavy chest...

I wrote it in the ashes
I read it on his tombstone...

I'm stuck in the moment
And I don't know what to do...

I worshiped the ground you walked on
I did everything you said...

This pain is strangely familiar
Though I hate the sound...

I sit alone by the fire
Wondering why pain is all I feel...

And if the stars refuse to smile on us,
Kiss me with tender love to make them blush...

I drink up the memories
So much for staying clean...

I can't seem to erase these memories
They're burned right to my head...

Windswept and cold, but the night has no feeling.
I soak up the rain, but my heart is not healing...

November 4th, 1990-A pivotal moment in my family's...
My parents were bestowed two gifts, namely my...

Behind these streaming eyes
And beneath the barrier I upheld...