She sat praying near
the outskirts of loneliness...

Lucky is your pen
for it accompanies you...

I am overwhelmed
By this feeling inside...

You
bitter, insecure...

I think you lead me to
the verge of insanity...

Shut out the voices;
letting go is not a choice...

At night
we're lovers...

10 that was my age when I first met him
9 was the number of times I got in troubles with...

We both entitled
one another with names we...

I stand alone in life, because
I'm the one that no one can save...

Look at the woman I am today,
dragging you in every dream...

You promised to let go
in the absence of hope...