I walk across a rotting field,
Where decaying plants do not yield...
How low have I fallen?
To still struggle to let go...
Embrace sorrows despair
Death haunts me day and night...
Bruises cuts and tears
no tender years here...
I'm sorry for all the stupid things selfish things...
I didn't know anyone would be able to feel my pain...
Another cold long night apart
where holding your picture is the closest we are...
My feet are wet
Standing here...
She was knocking on my door, baby,
I had to let her in...
It took so much,
Yet blurred it all...
I didn't take my time
i closed my eyes...
To be silent or not to be silent- that is the...
Whether one may speak one's mind or not to say...
They tore my wings like zephyr
-and I; I sat upon that one...