I sit in the dark,
behind me a screen,
playing memories,
memories that make me want to scream,

that torture me,
with dreams of memories,
possibilities unknown,
to our insanity,

I sit in dread,
undressed from the joys,
of a young boy,
that you stripped away,
to reveal a man,
who knows only pain,

The sweet memories,
of a young couples extremes,
they leave me wishing to leave,
from this insanity,

in the end,
i only know dread,
all i feel is love,
for the needs of me,
to you, in lue,
to our simplistic nature,

For now i sleep,
wondering the days,
that will make my saddness,
go away,
in days,
i weep, to countless sheep,
in hopes of sleep,
to remember those sweet,
sweet,
memories...
But only in my dreams,
eternity, I no longer,
breathe.