For a moment
I stared alone
for a moment
I was lost
for a moment
I travelled far
for a moment
I found myself.

Once again I return to feel the hurt the pain
Addicted to your cyanide
That’s driving me insane

Ride upon this sickening ride surf upon its tide
Feel it rotting out my brain
You are my cyanide

As a child upon the bed I’d think to stop the chain
Small doses of your cyanide
Were coursing in my vein

I didn’t know and so I ate whatever you’d provide
Given the things that you’d obtain
The bitter cyanide

Only poison in your heart things that you’d been fed
Force fed on the cyanide
Lead me where your led

Let the wind blow my memories away
Let the water wash my thoughts
Let the fire burn my dreams
As the earth takes what’s left of me

i may not be strong
but every ounce of strength i have
i will use to hold you
as tightly as i can.

i may not be tall,
but i will take you higher than you have ever been
where there is no color, race, fear, or pain
and all is filled with beauty, love, and hope.

i may not have money,
but i am rich in love, and happiness, and soul
and i will share everything i have with you
each second i am by your side.

i may not have been whole,
but that was only because
i did not have my souls twin to complete me,
i had not yet found myself in you.

without you my days are weak,
i only wish just to speak,
we've drifted fast and far away,
my happiness you have put on delay,
feelings died oh so very quick,
over a million girls you I'd pick,
there's something about the way you smile,
only for you id walk the extra mile,
I'm literally losing my mind,
a girl like you is hard to find,
i wish i could get you back in my arms,
i sleep the day away and wake to no alarms,
I'm broken inside and i don't know what to do,
i wish i could be given just a simple clue,
well..im fading away and wont be back,
my tears are gathering and by minute they stack

The house is cold when I'm not with you
You are warmth you brigthen every room
My bright warm house, and you
You make me happy
You are so beautifull
And I'm hurting

You've been away and I don't miss you
I'd rather be hurting and alone
Cold depressed and sick
You were wrong
You were black inside
And I'm hurting

the bitter cold grates against my nerves
a pleasant sound, not unlike
that of a violin