• unknown to what has become of you, unchanged to the hands that are tied, while my heart screams hoping you hear my songs ring through your very soul, it will never fall upon you how the etchings of memories still engrave my skin, how im blind to all of my senses while im within your presence, yet your ghosts still haunts me, i believed i was beginning anew, refreshing and embodying the very meaning of selflessness, if only there was time enough to take you by the hand to bring upon you the value of life and all things to pass, i have been given an ever cursing gift, a ever frightful demise to a demeaning figure, your shadows forever cast above my head forcing me to look upon the ground in disbelief an unsatisfying taste to my mouth left to stain my very exisistance.