Determined that love won't get to me
wanting things what's meant to be...

Tears stream down my face
my past has been displaced...

Dream in ponderous colors
The whispers of our soul...

Why do I write such poems of me
it's something that is mean't to be...

Empty, silent, mystery shrouds my mind
fire, beckoning, a darkness yet to find...

Take your gun and shoot my heart
take my body, break it apart...

Freedom fly on it's wing
to the nation it shall sing...

Silent winds, the Raven flies
Dark of night his silent cry...

Pouring down endless rain
I stand alone in this world...

Shadows unveiled upon star laid sky
endless sea of thick darkness of night...

Steady as my heart still flies
our love abound remains divine...

Dripping down the red blood churns
down my chin the skin it burns...