I hate that all the pieces of your love
shine between my sorrow...

Someday you'll remind me of the heart I used to...
but thanks to your betrayal...

Now I know what everyone means
by alcoholics becoming scavengers of their own...

I might whisper into a rainbow
but I talk more fiercely tot he black cloud...

People always question “where is the love?”
but isn't that up to you to decide...

The mirror inside of me has two different faces,
each shard of glass holding a story of my life...

I know you are not worth my thoughts or pain,
but there is always a shadow of you that remains...

I am leaving my plans of silence behind,
since it appears out of my hands now...

It's not until you're old enough
that you realise too late...

Through the years I kept believing
that you were another victim of his merciless...

There are so many things I wanted to say but...
always afraid that it might push you away...

Tell me why you are suddenly dropping into my life...
when you have been sitting silently in the...