Am I not who you think I am?
Shy and Frail...

Red, fire, burning,
Blood shot eyes...

You shot me,
Through the heart...

Letting go,
Standing in white...

My dreams are bleeding,
They feed the very part of my hunger...

You're my sun on a cloudy day,
My moon on a weary night...

Insanity,
This is what you seek...

Sand, sea, Two Lovers
Paddle in the break of the wave...

These broken shards of glass,
Caress my face...

Darkness,
Trees writhed against the breeze...

I love the way you hold my hand,
And I love the way you smile...

Hot burning tears,
Sting like a bee...