My stumbling steps forward, suitcase in hand.
I blink back the tears, each step forward taking...

When tears roll down my eyes,
You always have a tissue...

You always made me laugh.
You never let me cry...

From the heart it comes.
Dimming; but feelings...

Why, oh Sun above, why do you hate me so?
Why must you rise and draw me from the safe bosoms...

With every tear drop that forms in her eye after...
With every pout of confusion as to what to do...

I thought my life was complete,
I thought I knew the meaning of happiness...

When I was young I did not realize what I put you...
And as I grow up, into the person you wanted me to...

On his knees before her body,
The sharp teeth puncture the skin...

I can not help but ponder what is in the depths of...
As you look at me from afar...