Long nights are spent, my mother
Aside her bed crying...

Please listen to what I have to say... this...

Days seem gloomier,
Now that your gone...

Thou has become a distant dream.
Archaic and fleeting in memory...

Alone in the dark he sits.
Hurt, worry, being torn to bits...

Seeing you here
Standing before me...

I hate you
for everything that you are...

If I said I think of you often I would be calling...
If I said I liked you it would be untrue...

You say that you don't love me
But I know it isn't true...

The moon. you remind me of the moon. I have seen...
the way you make me feel is maddening. i wilt like...

There's moments in life that make you.
That sets the course of who your going to be...

I'm a desolate storm in the eye of your awakening.
Sweet to the eye, yet cold to my touch, your a...