Last Night I took a walk
Under a black cloth with a million holes...
I am so tired of trying,
come to the end of my rope...
I'm more than a little upset.
I'm lost...
`Written for a title contest, this is NOT what I'm...
Stolen heart aches as it bleeds puddles of bloody...
It holds me together,
Yet tears me apart...
Life is only reflecting my deeds,
punishing me for foolish creeds...
Feeling the words of an unwritten song,
a melodious compilation of kismet, love...
Close to the door he paused to stand,
As he took the class ring off her hand...
Alone I sit here
Empty and cold...
I never realized
That I never showed him enough love...
Each day that passes by
life brings me closer to death...
The memories fade
The flowers die...