The period of his boyhood growth
Was through times of vile hatred...

Dwelling on the past of instability,
With liquor you numb for the while...

Allow me to borrow thy burden heart
With it, I will secure every gaping wound...

The mouths red as rose
connecting a love only the lovers know...

Missings his whispers in my ear
and the way he kisses every tear...

Lost in the realms of fantasy
with every touch and kiss...

Our touch is delicate as a rose
so fragile, only our hearts perceive...

When your laying there by her side
Remembering all the times i cried...

How strange it is
I am living without you...

Demons rising up from below
With their hands, they wrap my heart...

They say I am beautiful
Do they think that makes me whole...

You said “don’t cry I am not worth...
How I wish you really knew...