She comes to me when she has a problem,
She cries on her knees begging for help...

My heart rate is slowing down, I finally told him...
I told him that I didn't think it was going to...

Sometimes I sit and pray to myself,
That I'll someday get over him...

I think about you all the time,
I can never get you off my mind...

My mind wanders around in a field of words,
Lately, the only word I like is perfection...

It seems as if the light is only bright for me,
But that would be selfish of me to even think it...

Oh, the joy of brownies,
The black ones with the oozing fudge...

They're afraid of the pure yellow sunlight,
The skin that surrounds their body is cold...

Lingering thunder roaring above my house...
Rain smashing hard against my window...

You travel in my thoughts,
You spill out in my tears...

You travel in my thoughts,
You spill out in my tears...

Writing is something I need,
Desperately...