Lightless.
Nothing can be seen...

Shaking hands reach for small pink lips.
Empty eyes know the floor...

It's tough to say that I'm perfectly happy
I've asked this question once before...

Why do we fool ourselves, even as we speak?
What do we gain by not acting...

Just one of those things that popped into my head...
I'm sorry...

This is a lot darker than I normally write, so be...
My own hands granted your greatest wish...

I hate him.
I knew he'd leave...

She saved me.
Took me back to where I wanted to be...

Take it away.
Make them stop...

A rush.
She touches my hand and my breath runs short...

A rush.
She rustles the trees and my breath runs short...

Beauty.
Something few can define in words...