Holding back tears,
As I try to write...
A diamond is a strong and precious gem,
Unbreakable and pleasant to the eyes...
Our love;
was like that of a bright red rose...
Touching the ground in a strange yet familiar...
Needing to get some fresh air in my stale lungs...
Rivulets cascade
Against this cave...
The moon is shining through the window
And the winds softly blow...
I am a lonely grain of sand,
stuck in two goblets of glass...
I hear laughter
and it makes me cringe...
All that was once sacred
Destroyed...
There were galaxies in her eyes because
When she hung herself from the old tree...
Pain
no pill...
If I could erase my memory, believe me id do it...
If I could give myself a concussion, id be running...