Two years have gone away
My heart's filled with a childish emotion...

We walk through the beach, as the day awakes
Watching closely, as the darkness breaks...

You make me cry, you're never fair
Your actions bring only despair...

It hits and it hurts and it burns, deep inside
You can choose between attempting suicide...

Whispers of solitude in my mind
Remembering what I left behind...

Shattered glass breaks through the ground
Confining the flames of a desperate desire...

In the darkness of the night
He took what I am and could be...

Frozen inside, I coldly stare
Stretch my arms, to reach somewhere...

Clouds of darkness in my veins
The sound of solitude remains...

I am telling you the story of the weeping tree
It's not beautiful to hear, it's something you'll...

Poetry can erase the pain
Poetry makes me live again...

I lay in a bed with my eyes wide open
So much pain in my heart, I cannot sleep...