The touch of your hand
Gently grasping unto mine...

The sirens wailed outside
As the onlookers cried...

They're the reason that
My life is in shambles...

The days seemed to flow
Endlessly together...

This long winding road known as life...
I've grown enough of it...

Wandering through the musty, dark corridors
Of my mind, stray thoughts and emotions...