I use to cry in bed every night with to little...
I sat down to write last words for my love
What could be the best word for my love...
I can't remember the day,
The day when you left me...
As the night slowly creeps in
It brings with itself the shadow of despair...
There's music in your voice
An everlasting longing for someone...
You're on my mind
every single day...
She drinks.
Justifying all the mistakes of her yesteryears...
Black bones in the wasteland,
I'd take your hand...
Gone;
beneath one soul...
You might have misunderstood me
Please let me explain clear to thee...
praying that this isn't true
hoping this is nothing but a dream...
PHANTOM DIURNAL
The diurnal still embraces...