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I Cry

> I cry at night for my stars have left me, and won't shine brightly at me again.
(The stars in her eyes)

> I cry at night for my sun has gone, and I will see it shine again.
(The way she looked at me)

> I cry at night for my moon has been destroyed, and I will be in darkness forever more.
(My happiness)

> I cry at night for the beauty I once had has departed, and I won't see beauty like this again.
(Her beauty)

> I cry at night for you have gone, and you took my heart along w/ you.

I am not the me I used to be…

I am not the me I used to be I’ve been taken over by melancholy,
          Stripped of all my happiness,
          My heart has left my chest,
Gone from me are all the joys of a life that controlled me
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be the pain has taken over me,
          Filling me with agony,
          Replacing the whole in my chest with pain and sorrow to show all the rest,
Gone from me is the organ that fueled the blood to the rest.
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be I have been infected with my love for you,
          That I wish would leave me with you,
          Instead it stole my thoughts from me leaving me with memories,
Gone from me is my mind that led me to you, I find.
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be I’ve been stripped of all my happiness,
          Taken away by a skillful theft,
          Not only taking the vital piece,
Gone from me is the smile that I lost with out a trial.
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be my trust for food has gone,
          Making food all but a bore to me,
          Seeming like a chore to me,
Gone from me is the hunger the comforted me through the thunder,
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be my will to live is all but lingering,
          I fear I will not have long to go,
          For my storm inside is bound to show
Gone from me is the sense that leaving now is not the best.
~ I am not the me I used to be ~

I am not the me I used to be gone from me is all the things that you see,
          What you see is just a shell,
          But in it is nothing short of hell
Gone from me is the pieces of my puzzle, I feel not even time will bring the m back
~ I am not the me I used to be  for he died when you left me ~