She sits, waiting up for him all night long,
listening to the radio playing sweet sad songs...

What is and what never should be,
this is how my heart now feels...

Time stands still as she sits here and writes,
pouring rain, while the moon shines down light...

His family gathers, to give their last goodbyes,
as the rain falls like the tears from their eyes...

Cold December, my heart has been longing for,
Old snowy memories, making me hurt even more...

This is a terzanelle to my immortal heart,
Tired of going through the same old pain...

Tis moonlight that dances upon her face,
sends chills up my back, i stare in her eyes...

Dark Angel (Pantoum)
The moon sets in this darkened sky...

A sweet child, born on a snowy night,
born too early but still giving a fight...

I gave you all my love,
but you were never sincere...

At Heaven's Gate, the Angels sing, songs
of beauty, joy is what it brings...

He sits here alone under his broken bed,
feeling the bruise on the back of his head...