I can pretend but I will never be like them the sun has burnt out and we all have the light captured in our hearts. Bleeding confessions of another life through her hand. Raise your fist scream out with fury for I will pay the price for your self-inflicted grief. Fear rains down like heaven's tears I see blood in the air. We shall taste love in its purest form. you were nowhere to be found You were like some contagous sickness that everyone caught. Nurturing her grace as her starlit eyes brighten up the darkend sky. Restlessness shows the evidence of our fading memories a faint anticipation of the wounded pages. The walls burned down like an arsonist burns this misguided landscape. and in the end our death brings the end of our suffering.