Clouded skies like saddened eyes. These tears are heavily pouring down like the rain drops falling on my Windshield. A blurry world behind the glass I witness. No one is left to wipe away these tears. I am too far gone with no more forgiveness. All the right ingredients to reach an evil havoc. These Wicked winds howl through this brain. A screaming whistle from a passer by freight train. The beginning of loud sirens in the midst of a shortening distance. I wonder if somebody is dying or could it be just another police resistence. The darkness is now setting in. A dying light creates an empty space. Vulnerable hearts go missing with out a trace. Oh how I miss her beautiful face. The salt from these tears is all I can taste. All i can say is what a beautiful waste.