Haunted by the visions
Everywhere I go...

Though I've never stopped
Trying to find my way...

Hearken and pity the poor old pie
Whose one life purpose is only to die...

It hurts to be reminded
Thoughts brought to the fore...

Time's passage slows, returns to right
As I awake from my darkest night...

Have you seen me truly happy?
Have you seen me truly smile...

Sometimes I drink so I can think straight, Its...
As it’s the only time that I can think...

I cry myself to sleep this night
My feelings all wound up so tight...

It hurts me that I worry others
Hurt those for whom I care...

I do not want to live
I just can't take the pain...

I'm sitting writing all of this
And my head is in a daze...

I sit and think of you, my Beauteous Vision
That I barely see and am sorely missing...