There are no tears left to stream down my face. There are no words to bring back the grace: Forever the room remains silent.
I often hide from the sun…in fear of it’s heat. There in shadow’s embrace I lay and forever asleep. . . on the horizon’s edge.
There is no other. .whom I could trust. .Calling on love’s gentle breeze for the dust. . . I have become.
Take my energy. . .and make it yours. Become something better than I. And know..that I am forever…never. . .
Hide your right eye. . .it burns me to stare. .Reveal the other . .its white light I call despair. This cruel world is unjustly fair.
Now I lay. . .in your cold arms. .and hope..that I can warm them..