Craziness lives,
in what I read,
as words I should know,
are stuck in my head.
Grieving's now easy,
what memories were,
I miss my love,
in this my silent lair.
Why do you do that,
I ask every day.
So many thoughts,
won't stay away.
Craziness lives,
in what I read,
as words I should know,
are stuck in my head.
Grieving's now easy,
what memories were,
I miss my love,
in this my silent lair.
Why do you do that,
I ask every day.
So many thoughts,
won't stay away.