I never met you, and i never knew you
but i always want to cry when i see your picture...

Every night you hold me
I'm afraid will be our last...

As i place my fingers on the keys
or the pencil in my hand...

I see the look upon your face
and the shining tears inside your eyes...

Twisting
turning...

Let it bleed
dont stop the flow...

Theyve always asked me
why do u still talk to him...

Here is still another poem
poured out from my soul...

My grinding heart
so empty inside...

I cannot stop these feelings
i cannot stop these thoughts...

I haven\'t seen you for hours
and i miss the light in your eyes...

A twisted, shattered heart
so confused inside...