I stand outside in the dusk
To darkness I've become immune...

It's me, the unworthy beggar
I'm just breezing through...

You died in my arms
I saw your eyes fade away...

Its better to lie in empty hands
Rather than have them scarred and bruised...

Don't look at me with those eyes
Or smile with your sly grin...

I've lit my own candle of love
To lead my way through the night...

Unimaginable torment
You scream in silence and pretend...

You were almost an Angel which almost was...
You were almost the fracture that made my bones...

Emotional confusion tossed aside and undermined
Truth's hidden secrets are close, but yet confined...

One last rose
One beauty...

Twirling hair around my finger
Impatiently waiting to know...

Your heart so tattered
Your love so thin and frail...