memories ran...Near to the doorhe paused to standas he took his class ringoff her handall who were watchingdid not speak as a silent tearran down his cheekand through his mindthe memories ranof the moments they walkedand ran in the sand hand and handbut now her eyes were so terrible coldfor he would never againhave her to holdthey watched in silenceas he bent nearand whispered the words.."I LOVE YOU" in her earhe touched her face and started to cryas he put on his ring and wanted to dieand just then the wind began to blowas they lowered her casketinto the snow....this is what happensto man alive.....when friends let friends....drink and drive.
Dark BetrayalAround, all around the dark memories gather.My dread grows as the angy hand of heaven falls against my heart.It severs me, and darkly my blood drips to the cold uncaring tombstones.In object fear I call your name.While deaths shadow takes my hand.Now alone, my fervent plea falls upon blinde eyes.This is...My Salvation.
NightYou always come at Days end.Never late, like a true friend.Rest you bring to man and creature.A lesson you preach, for you are the teacher.Children are often scared of you, they fear what we cannot see.Soon they will learn you bring no harm and let their sleep be free.Silence is broken at the coming of day.The birds begin to sing, so loudly and gay.Day has come bringing the sun shining bright.Till we meet again, my good friend The Night.
AiramWalking along an empty path.She listens for a sound.Something she longs for, but can't be found.False friendships.Now she must let go.Trying so hard, not letting the pain show.WHY did they lie?WHY did they act?Is this reality the sickening fact?Inside she always knew, but too scared to face it.She was out of place.Not at home.Her true feelings never shown.Now, it's too late.Reality has struck her like only reality can:HURTFUL,COLD,DENILE TO ALL MAN.One's persons truth awakens anothers deepest fears.Her sad eyes fill with tears.The world begins to spin faster and faster.A sharp pain strikes.Her breathing becomes deep.Her screams held inside no longer she can keep.What is this she feels?So empty.So cold.The saddest story ever told.She knows now.This pain she feels has torn many souls apart.For this is what they call a Broken Heart.
Sad SongI sit alone in my darkened room. Hoping it will be over soon. My music's playing loudand strong. Can't you tell there's something wrong? Empty tears caress my face, theinner demons are winning the race. You look right through me, blinde to my pain. Maybeyou think I'm just insane. Can't you see there's something wrong. Don't you hear my sad,sad, song?I sit alone in my darkened room. Hoping it will be over soon. My musics playing loud andstrong. Can't you tell there's something wrong? The razor looks at me and tells me I am notalone. It's eyes are evil, cold as stone. I release my pain a cut at a time. You have to know Iam not fine. The razor looks at me and laughs, for I am the fool. What I have done is so notcool. My life flashes before my eyes. Oh how it makes me want to cry. I take it back! I wantto live! There's so much more I have to give.I sat alone in my darkened room. Hoping it would be over soon. My music played loud andstrong. How could you not see something was wr