Words from a Tortured Soul's World
"Letting Go"

Time rolls 'round the indescript corners of our minds
We two lay naked upon a rock
Casting our eyes below to the rivers of our pasts
As they flow on to sea.
Let our memories perish
Almost as if non-existent
We'll build our lives on the things
We intricately know to be ourself
Set sail from me the past of pain
And I will be with you forever.