Tears of guilt run down my face

while the things I said run thru my mind

my body is numb I feel like im floating in space

why can’t I leave these thoughts behind?


cuz my hands havent wiped your tears

nor cleared your mind with sweet whispers in you ear

a heart is born as a half piece

a whole is hom to make those thoughts cease


my half piece has turned into a million pieces

the pain is piercing into my chest

I need you hands, I need your arms and whispering breath

to make me feel at rest


the heat of my passion to melt

broken pieces so only love is felt

so your pain becomes my tragedy

under the fading light of unity…