Page and thought you avoid me still.
Broken in soul we found no exit in bitter tears and a iron will.
Not everything is crystal my dear.
Do you remember the passion that was when you are no longer
here?

As we break to thrive .
Monsters of the storm so empty  to remain alive.
Why question are words when thoughts were all we had .
the asylum vacant still breathes of the lost and mad.


Can you taste the rains embrace to speak it true maybe just for me?
Thoughts lay heavy upon my thoughts.
No matter my years the image I so clearly see.


Wine that flowed now only is a bottles afterthought.
Watch your step kids we seemed to have forgotten every lesson ever we were taught.

And you as to me as we dance in regret and are washed clean.
Hide the scar my dear we ****** a lifetime so perfectly wasted and obscene.


I hold no remorse this delusion allows only for one to stay