Time ticks by slower and slower,
I feel as though I'm going crazy.
I'm sure there's something I could do,
But I find I'm much too lazy.
My brain is slowly devoured,
By my nagging boredom.
There must be something I can do,
To fix my sad misfortune.

Verse 1
The pieces fly through the air
as the puzzle of my dreams is shattered
I feel the thread about to break
Near severed by the one that mattered
I saw in you what no one could
imperfect perfection personified
Now the fracture's become a break
From this pain in my heart I cannot hide

Chorus
Time doesn't mend the damage
I do not heal I only scar
Bound to these dark emotions
Etched forever upon my heart
The images never fade
Burned deep in my memory
Tear my soul apart again
My beautiful misery

Verse 2
Knowing the pain is coming
I find myself crawling back again
Begging for your sweet rejection
It's better than silence in the end
Smoke curls from your beautiful lips
I miss breathing in that sweet poison
You shatter me and mend me
Beautiful misery I am undone

Life is nothing more than a conglomeration of dreams, and we nothing more than reflections in the water of life.
This reflection fades with the passing of time, and changes with the seasons.
If we do not live life to the fullest then the water simply evaporates.
So we must hold on to one another and keep the dream going, for if the dream fades so shall we.
We love, we lose.
We laugh, we cry.
But, nothing is more lonely than feeling the dream alone.

I wandered along in my dreary life,
Only seeing the grey of this dismal existence.
Holding onto fleeting resemblances of happiness,
I have endured thus far by only a thin string.
I have known pain and heartache beyond my strength,
Yet I remain in the name of hope that more exists.
Then one day I was walking along feeling sad,
When I came upon a flower among the briars.
Just as broken and bleeding as my fractured heart,
I felt a connection to it and desired to keep it close...safe.
So I took it in hand and held it to my heart,
Feeling a closeness to this fragile and beautiful creation.
Two sides of the same coin in all respects,
Equal in our tragedy and in our love for the other.
I would have cared for it in all things and in all ways,
But the world envied the completeness that it gave me.
I watched as this glimpse of true happiness was torn from me,
Leaving me once again feeling incomplete and empty.

Your pale smooth skin is warm beneath my hands as I pull you to my heart.
A missing piece of the puzzle, you slide into place.
This is a new sensation I've not felt before.
I ache to be in your presence, and you in mine.
Two sides of the same coin, but now more.
For one side of a coin can never see the other.
I see you, imperfect perfection personified.
Beautiful to the core of your, like mine, damaged soul.
Love is too weak a word.
There is no word for this, just actions to show this nameless emotion.
Pulling you closer, becoming one.
The sounds of our passion echoing. The perfect fit.
A piece of the puzzle, slides into place.