finding Sarah lost in translation
of each diary page...
if Sarah was this nightly ruse
waiting for someone new...
We sit here in silence
watching the crows fly high...
You think I truly love you,
just because of the words I speak...
...'cause in my head...,
where would we go...
My apology
I apologize for what...
With time,
speaking becomes exhausting...
At night I leave the house and sit on the roof...
And I try, god I try and convince myself Im not...
Darkness falls, and it's time to be afraid,
Hiding under the covers, in a fortress she made...
I've noticed you seem to be quiet
Involved only within your work...
In my silence,
Gone...
She painted tinsel in the dark
as demons stripped her soul...