My dreams consist of memories,
Painful, raw and true...

She stands in the dark,
Her eyes blurry blue...

The days are cold without you,
Without you at my side...

The blade is sharp,
It scars my skin...

Door is open,
For his love...

The night is cold,
As i feel the air...

The ghost repeats my name,
In my dreams at night...

Love,
A state of mind...

The blood was dripping,
Down the drain...

Ever had no where to turn?
No where to go...

I'm going to miss the birds in the morning,
How they chirp my favourite song...

The winter was cold without you,
The autumn made me feel lonely...