*Written 1/24/13*
I had a friend, named Jesse Arcane, who loved to...
A lightning bolt
snaked across this silent earth...
As the town around me sleeps.
I surround myself in lonely weeps...
My aunt never married;
on occasion my mother...
Living in a house where you used to walk
Where you used to live and breathe, hurts...
I don't want to cry anymore,
How do i make it go away...
I remember that day so vividly
when you first opened your eyes...
Standing here on my Terrace
In the Drizzling Rain...
God looked around his garden
and saw an empty place...
I had seen a dream very much before....
for this moment...
In a room of pure darkness i pick up my pen ,
my trembling hand wipes away the mascara stained...
I stood there watching,
as she struggle to fight for her last breath...