esperately I cling to the constantly preyed upon memories shared fervidly. But I still can't embrace pacification for my tournament . Colors inscribe and whorls with pastels in hues of pain. Bloodied tears rolls silently down. I only die a piece more without you. I forget the mundane and drift closer to insanity. Without the lyrics in which inspires me, coldest winter nights obliterates springs youth. Forever died when your light was stolen. The sliver halos of all good belonged to you. My eyes were finally opened to beauty when you came. Now I sit inside my self built prison full of grief and anger. Realizing I tragically shredded all that was good.