an empty heart
a tarnished soul
where love sat
an empty hole
where my mind
you find decay
hoping for
a better way
all my days
have turned to night
I'd see your tears
but I've lost my sight
blinded by hatred
and all of my pain
I feel myself slipping
going insane
I lay in silence
broken, alone
all I want
a place to call HOME

all text Copyright Cary Preston Richards, 1999