Tears were falling from my eyes,
Like rain departing the skies...

Around and around my head spins
My eyes sealed shut...

I doubt you will ever read this,
My silly little poem for you...

(This is not about me, it is about a shadow...
I am here...

I have no idea what this was about, I simply began...
So simple, the con of the mighty beast...

People take me for granted
They expect so little, and yet so much out of me...

Walking down the city street
covered in jumbled words...

"My time has come,"
the Sparrow said...

I have a thing for breaking hearts, I guess it's...
Silly boy, be careful, the next--it could be you...

My head is whirling
Thoughts flashing back and forth...

She was once his little girl
Not knowing all he did...

The Daylight breaks
The burning sun decays...