• i guess thats ok if i had lost the love i have for her

    the only thing ive lost are precious beats of a tatterd heart

    i am now departed cast out as a martyr of a broken cause

    thoughts held captive by a ruthless memory

    those who see me cast theyre eyes away in pity a gesture of good faith to a ignorrant soul such as i

    i cant give her up because she is allways there

    i swear i cant begin to see the monster i have become