I live through my dark existence
only to bask in your beauty...

There were promises made in childhood,
In the days of their innocence...

There is a storm in my heart
It tears my inside apart...

Can anyone out there tell me why?
why the good has to die so young...

My Skin burns with the tears i will forever have,
My heart akes for all of the pain that will grow...

Love is...
What makes a weak man brave...

For a few months and a few days
Nothing has been in my head but you...

I sit here quietly and watch the sun set
Thinking of someone that I've never met...

You were my little baby girl
And I knew all your fears...

I still see your face in my dreams
It hurts and it doesn't help at all...

I look inside me
All i see is pain...

There are so many stories I still want to tell
There are so many I love you's left unsaid...