5-4-04

You are the window, I am the soul.
Its unsettling to watch our tragedy unfold.
In the darkest night, youre nowhere near.
I will forever live this blackness, this accumulating fear.
For some strange reason, our paths have crossed.
Not a reason given, just something lost.
I'll swallow my pride, and say nothing more.
But cry in the dark, as you again slam the door.