We are going
our different ways...
I can't believe you're really gone
It's hard to breathe knowing it's true...
I keep seeing a man,
A tall man...
I see you standing there
i no what you are thinking...
Dedicated to my mother...im so sorry
The mother opens her child`s door...
Tonight
a silent night...
A depressive in the making
As she sits here curled up tight...
Your death was slow and painful
he always kept you down...
Can you touch my heart with delicate hands
Massage the broken parts with care...
It's hard to believe
That you're really gone...
Have you ever had,
The feeling of being alone...
Do you still love me?
Or are you just using me...