• Sad and sickening...
    to stay or to leave...
    When the loneliness comes
    it overtakes me.
    So cold your hand
    touching places in my pain.
    I'm lost in the only things I know.
    But it's not fair
    this slow, careless assault.
    I wish to kill you slowly with the pain
    you've created in my heart.
    The cold of the floor as I lay...
    Maybe I'll stay here,
    because there's no love,
    because there no way out.
    Chained to something
    I no longer feel.
    It's cold here in your arms.