In this time and in this place,
Too me one thing is apparent...

Why do I keep returning?
There is only a constant burning...

Wow my wall,
High on top I see it all...

I am not at all what I appear,
I have hidden me because of fear...

I do not like the pain,
From it there is no gain...

I gotta get past this pain,
That marks my name...

Getting over you,
Is the hardest thing I have had to do...

And I come to the sad realization,
You were just my fascination...

The stories heard,
For years and years...

The pain is surreal,
It’s all I can feel...

The Moon will glow bright,
On the darkest night...

The hardest thing is usually best,
And no matter how much I contest...