I am on the verge of death and at the beginning of life. Pain is a universal language that we all speak when we close our mouths. It is that second when there is a tug at the back of your heart. It’s that second when you reach your hand out and feel nothing reaching back. It is that instant when you stop pretending, laughing, smiling, and all your dreams wake up. Did you ever feel a person’s sorrow and anguish just by tasting the air that surrounded them? What did it taste like?.....The truth...

I am but a simple moment fading softly -I’m your heart. I am slipping from your starless eyes and rounding on the start. Hardly inspiration keeps you begging me for more. More witless conversation that you have fiddled with before.

Something's at the back door beating on the heart The heart of severed angels And it's ripping you apart Quiet to the sight drone fades in and out of love While the flicker of the light flows from their eyes of stars above

The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one, yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done.