There he stood
Head against the wall
Cigarette bud between his lips
Wisps of smoke floating
Surrounding the air before him
He drew in a breath
His eyes were red
A tear glided down
A tear fell to the ground
He looked around
But nothing and no one was found
To the person I'd once said "I love you," Goodbye. You had once meant the world to me, or at least, that's what I thought. I don't know anymore. I've done so much thinking and so much wondering if I'v
the place is colder now; shuttered, shuddered, curtain drawn and silent like a cathedral. my footsteps echo down the hall and the floorboards cry like it’ll be our salvation -- and won’t it? our lady
alone is where I belong. by myself, in my house. just me, myself, and I. nothing else, not even pets. just a place where I can rest. and go to bed somewhere I feel at home, in my little oasis I call a