We used to sit and talk
About this, that, the other...

Slow suffocation with the deepest breaths,
Searing pain in the empty euphoria...

I did not know him very well
When the angels bore him away...

When I was a child my
Father's back was broad...

How your deep, blue eyes
Gaze into mine...

I want to see your face,
gaze upon your beauty forever...

Here is where I stand
Everything cold and distant...

I look at her
And an angel I see...

People say that I look at the world
Through rose colored glasses...

I haven't known you
For very long...

I see her from afar
I approach but she's not there...

"I'm my own worst enemy."
That's what my actions say to me...