Hatred has filled life with sorrow and mourning by its side
Life has fire in its eyes
Do you close your eyes and cross your heart...
Or do you wait to hear the Angel's voices echo within your soul
Everything is dead as I peer outside.
The time between winter and spring is vile to the mind.
The loneliness builds up with the cold days and nights.
The wind blows the thought of happiness aside.
She wept with the rain, ,
The darkness is sane,
His kisses were dreamy with mystic and delight.
His eyes were alluring like the full moon's light.
His hands held me dear and close; with a
hopeful thought that he would never let go.
I can't feel you I'm Numb..
My heart races to your gun..
Your words the bullet
Your eyes the trigger