Already over, these vines playing
angry melodies upon my palm...
She never shows up in family pictures anymore.
She's always behind the camera, looking through...
It's a terrifying sound
When you can't fill your lungs...
To think of what I had,
What I didn't get...
The rosiness in my cheeks
The redness on my lips...
The darkened tide washed over the coast
As each cold gust pierced deep my chest...
If I had only known that I was going
to be alone I would have done...
Take me away
Place me where the trees grow...
"Good night!"
She said...
Today was just like any other day,
I went to the bay...
It's such a wonderful thing,
I will welcome it like a old friend...
Flying in the sky
you'd see a different perspective...