When midnight embraces the skies,
When desolation sits in,
I can hear silent bellows,
She screams for you,
She drowns in torment,
For no words can define the grief,
For the rain brings agony,
For she was left with nothing--
but a cold tombstone with an epitaph etched beneath your name.
What a world to live in--
without you in it.
Lost you forever.
In this life, we will never again encounter.

White sheets and a warm hug;
Sun rays and coffee in a mug;
Your sleepy eyes and bright smile,
It makes the wait worth my while.

Yellow and green,
Fresh and crisp.
Mornings are wrapped in the perfume of eternity,
That assures evenings a scent of serendipity.

As always, my radiant sunshine.
And forevermore, my calm moonshine.

Deep into the night, when the silence sits in, all I hear are my echoing thoughts.

In the deafening darkness and whispering winds, I'm home.

Is there a fundamental truth in following the old and the precedent;
When the only thing that is constant is change?

Dawn and dusk.
Sunshine and moonlight.
Whisper and bellow.
Laughter and pain.

How can the world be both -
Beautiful yet cruel;
Wonderful yet atrocious;
Breathtaking yet infernal.

Is it the mirror?
Or all I can see is horror?
Whenever I look at the glass,
All I can see is a broken past.

They say, "Choose."
But let me ask, "Do I have a choice?"