I might be gone tomorrow, but I’m on my way tonight,

I tried showing you, but my actions were overtaken by false hallucinations.

In the shadows of my soul I await for the spring... For the flowers to return to the meadows and for rain to refresh me... yes even me! My thirst is great and I am parched like the cracks in the desert floor. So come to me my love, yes come to me on the wings of a dove, yes come to me with the love of youth. For why should I suffer any longer in this lonely place? Until that day I will wait in my desolate abode and keep watch for you to come to me, over the new horizon. Yet though I keep watch I watch for the impossible, for once you were mine in misty memories of days of long ago. But alas you are no more...

I'm made of flesh and bones

I wanted to burn in the most natural way.

The space around me now feels vacant

I never wrote my words with intentions you'll hate me.

The girl who met heartbreak, swore she'd never love again.

Bruises,

I've been stopping myself from loving anyone else,

Looking back the world seems so clear

Leaving good friends behind