You'll always be the dream
that wakes me up at night

You make me beautiful,
Because you make me smile.
My smile - is yours.
That joy - also a reflection of you.

One moment you were here and now you’re not. Our memories only to become a distant dream, leaving me forced to watch them be torn from the seam. Oh, and how I would sleep the rest of my days if that were the only way for them to be seen.
From the first moment I saw you,
From the first moment you spoke to me,
From the first memory of us,
Only to leave me to hear the first of many lies you told, now I wonder how many other hearts you stole...
This is the story of how I lost you.
You, my love, broke my heart,
I don’t even know where to start...
Since now I live broken thanks to you.
Years have gone and time has passed, why can’t I seem to accept the fact that you’re gone now, and forever will be..
You know I loved you then and I love you now, I can’t seem to figure out how I ever let you down, but now I’m broken... since I lost you.
You were my only, my only lover.
You brought sunshine to be rain,
You brought kindness to **** my pain...
My source of freedom,
My source of power,
Only to leave me in the end with no source of survival...
I lost my balance when you stole my heart,
I lost my smile when you broke my heart,
I lost myself when I lost you.
While years have gone and time has passed, why can’t I seem to accept the fact that you’re gone now, and forever will be.
You were my only, my only lover..
You brought sunshine to my rain,
You brought kindness to dull my pain,
You know I loved you then and I love you now,
My heart is torn while my mind is a mess, while all I can do is pray for this love to give me some rest.. cause I’m broken and forever will be.
I lost my balance when you took my heart,
I lost my smile when you broke my heart,
I lost my life when I lost you...
You were my only, my only lover..
For now our only memory left is farewell,
I will never forget you and the serenity you gave me..
Goodbye to my only, my only lover.

Wasted, filthy, decayed.
Groaning for freedom and peace.
Hope is a far off fairytale.
Just a pleasurable fantasy.

Life devoid of joy.
Darkness in a search for treasure.
Attempting to fill the void
With thirty pieces of tarnished silver.

No fullfillment there-
Only more chains, more shackles,
More pain and despair.

Detestable, despicable, vile.
No life, just death.
No peace, no rest.
Torn and abused, broken, destroyed.
The will is gone.
Death has won.
No strength to run.
Done.
It's over.

Plunging deep into the filth,
Grasping for beauty and grace.
Breaking the surface with empty hands
And soiled dreams.

Nothing lovely there-
Just ragged wounds;
No melody here-
Just drunkards' tunes.

No hope in death, No hope in life.
Just one endless, painful, hopeless fight.

No hope, no peace, relentless pain.
Too weary to care,
Yet somehow aware.
Dim, halflight; decieving shadows
Filled with traps, tripwires,
Pitfalls and mires.

Broken, torn, neardead, tired;
Burned alive by unquenchable fire.

Will it ever be over?

Searching for beauty; Unable to find.
Trying to create, bless, design.

The beauty is torn and horribly marred-
An attempt to adorn with a result of scars.
A rose peirced by it's own thorns;
Broken, stained, *****, and torn.

Drowning in a flooding shower,
Defiled by the life it chose.
A hopeless, lifeless, whitherd flower-
But still a rose.