I'm an object in your possession
So save your sweet confession...

Well Kathryn, here is goes
I’ll try to tell you what only God knows...

I remember
I wish to forget...

I wish I could be better for you
Somehow, rewrite my past...

Tantalizing pale, pink lips
Broad masculinity under my finger tips...

You are my sanctuary
A place I can hide...

I lie here wishing for time to pass
As my thoughts are invaded by memories...

Your silent footsteps
I hear them again...

Go ahead
Say you f-cking care...

Every morning I wake up
And I can't help but smile...

I am a victim of this world
Trapped in a cage of depression...

Contemplating Different Ways To Torture
Tears Stream Down Her Made Up Face...