Here I sit silent, I rest my head alone in the dark
My mind begins to...

Seconds to hours to minutes and back, it's too late, now she's gone, she's not coming back. The scene begins to blur...

All that transpired, it's stamped, it's branded, it's burned in my head.
Her words her lips her smile
Her laugh her gaze her style.

Well I get up and turn and I look at my bed
At the place where she slept she's still there in my head an eternal black hole or a chasm instead.
For our love was so strong...
How can it be dead?

The living and the dead
Stare into each others eyes
No sound, no response
The lonely and alive
Stare into each other's eyes
No sound, no response

I should have seen it coming, I should have seen the signs. I should have noticed something was wrong, I should have read between the lines.

Her desperate cries for help, mistaken for ones of attention. Her last ditch cries for help, met only with apprehension.

Here I sit silent, I rest my head alone in the dark. My mind begins to...

Not crimson and scarlet just spatter blood red, and these stains are too deep they are soaking my bed and so here they will stay for forever, no end. From herself, that's the question. How could I defend?

The living and the dead
Walk hand in hand
Without fear
Without doubt

I should have seen it coming, I should have seen the signs. I should have noticed something was wrong, I should have read between the lines.

Her desperate cries for help, mistaken for ones of attention. Her last ditch cries for help, met only with apprehension.

You are not welcome here.
Get out.