A broken woven path we weave,
Of dusted cobbler stone so broken...
I dared not speak aloud
And thusly lost my voice of reason...
If I were to produce a photocopy of myself,
The exact replica of what all else see...
Driving through the darkened night
The taillights hinder my sight...
You went away.
Laid smiling...
Broken on the inside
I wonder if you cared...
I'll be waiting here,
On Misery Avenue...
"I'll paint the sky a pretty picture,"...
"All the shades of red in the world."...
I was the teacher,
The virgin heart...
I just wanted to let you know,
About your wonderful achievements...
I remember the first time you touched me.
You came into my room...
My Darkness
I tried everything within my power...