Darkness is an old friend of mine.
Never did I realize how black things could really...

No more family events,
no more reminiscing...

Those memories so hard to think of
so I place them high on that shelf...

They say it goes on,
with the oceans tides moving in and out...

Emotions There
But never said...

Ive had so many dreams
Of standing Oh so tall...

A smile so simple,
yet so hard to find...

May 27th, 1997
My mom yelled for me to get off the phone...

I want you to want me
I want to want you too...

I have not been myself in quite a long while
I guess I'm still learning how if feels to smile...

I saw you in my dream last night
It was so wonderful to see your face...

In search of more
to far to reach...