As I look around this dark and depressing room...
Even though you've left your soul still seems to loom...
The pain sits in the back of my mind, ruling my actions...
As you walk away, I look back upon my life as a faction...
I distort reality in my illusion of not losing you...
trying to make up for the loss, trying to make things new...
I dwell upon the past, thinking of happy days...
as my real life falls apart, lost in my uncontrolled ways...

06/17/1999