She was so much of everything
Now she is nothing, but still a part of everything. Funny how it is when someone you are in love with passes on. In a way they keep living with you. Whether it is a ghost to haunt you, or an angel to guide you.
They are still there. She is still here.

They say in order to survive
a man made of sterner things
organs blood tissues marrow  
Sadness hollow darkness sorrow
bones that break
and hands that shake
am I not meant survive?
Sterner stuff is not what comprises
I cannot take all of life's surprises

So what's left of me?
I drink from this bottle
I drown in the sorrow
I pray, no more tomorrow

Would you even recognize me?
I sleep with these women
I have lost all conviction
I hope, this was all fiction.

Come back

Come back and I swear I'll save you

Her devils, took her to see the angels.
I was lost.
I am still lost.
Everything in this world is like a ******* disease.
Without you here.
Take me.
I need you near.

Doll, please, I've seen you without make-up.
Hair a mess.
Sweatpants, and a T.
And every time you manage to steal the show.
Dressed up or dressed down.
What I wouldn't give to be that glass of wine.
That traces your lips.

I can't even be free in my dreams
Demons hell bound for my life.
My blood drips from their teeth
I can't live like this.

They want to take me.
I can't live like this.
I wake.
I can't live like this.