Nothing in this room but shadows
As they begin to surround my bed...
I can grin and bare;
Hide my empty stare...
I sit and write this tonight
My love for you grows stronger...
I'm scared,
why...
Thick air blows into my brown hair
just not as deep as the mass...
A few days after my mom passed,
emotionless as can be...
This pain is excruciating
Throbbing and pounding...
Do they take the midnight
train to a broken broadway...
Sometimes I wander
inside wonders...
Something about the air tonight
ties the beats of my heart...
You won't rest next to my eyes
when I rouse with tomorrow...
I fear the candles you
adorn my bed with...