My head is grazed
my fears cut inside...

Where have you been?
I sit there mainly thinking...

Time is so slow
When it going through your head...

I wake to the sound of rain
& the wind blowing in the air...

Such a hurtful beat
an angry heart...

A tiny cut
releases such a painful fear...

Its kinda funny the thing you think
going round in a different way...

A line without a word
showing signs of no regret...

My hand so cold
as it touches the photo frame...

Deep bright stars
Lay peacefully in the sky...

We were once strangers
Untill that special day...

I sit here in darkness
talking slowly to you...