a testament to ones true love and devotion towards another....outstretched arms...the warmest embrace can hold the key to many woes...the soothing whispers of encouragement...enough to make one feel so warm inside...the fact of just being there alone is enough light in the darkness to fill a massive void....the times of need always vary..it could just very well be the next few moments something could happen...there is no real way in knowing or telling...it comes from out of the blue and hits you like a two ton slab of concrete....the magnitude felt bodies away....just a wave of something so terrible and so heart wrenching that it couldn't possibly be explained...a "have to have been there felt that" thing....it isn't easy watching ones you love so dearly have to suffer....have to bare the biggest burden that anyone could possibly understand....it is so very unfair but that is just what life is about....it doesn't matter whether you or ready for it or not...when your number has been drawn..then it's time to meet the maker....in so many cases it is really a good thing...some suffer or have suffered for so long and the time to go eases the pain and suffering....and then there are some who were taken from mishaps or accidents....there are so many other ways of putting it and so many different ways of describing it...death is one of the most natural events that one could ever experience...and it's nothing easy to cope with...it takes time...so much time sometimes...but having one there to help along the way seems to ease the pain...and help the time....some have this and some don't but the ones who do have it should consider themselves blessed because having someone to lean on in a time of need is a true lifesaver....the ones that matter the most are the ones who are there no matter what...and in any way shape or form one should intend upon keeping this bond....the loss and separation are just obstacles in the path....but obstacles can be over come and things get better....just remember that time heals all wounds...and having the extra hand to keep the process going is worth more and more effective than any kind of medicine that you could think to find...

the cigarette perched between his lips as he watch and waited...his brain a frenzy of activity that has been held in so tight like the grip of a vice it wouldn't let go...he couldn't let anyone know just what lurked inside the murky darkness...the haze that harnassed itself around every fabric of the very being that once existed....ashes fall as he purses his lips to give a little moisture a chance to film the dry cracked lips that have cursed and blessed him in so many different ways...oh the days have gone by...the tears have been shed...they say that one makes their own bed aswell as lie in it..every now and then it always finds a way to creep back in and nestle down for its comforting stay...the stay that always seems to get in the way of emotion...the stay in the way of everything that makes the day seem so much brighter...the stay in the way of making the load all the more lighter...things in life are just so confusing that often one thinks of using and abusing so many different things...quite possibly even taking that which one could hold so dear and so near and just throwing it out the window...no more to be held so close...but he can't linger on the things that bring him down so easily....no...he can't give in or up...that is not something that is so easily percieved...no matter what happens...no matter who it happens to....but he knows deep inside his mind that it can...and it will sooner or later...which just makes him want to give in and call it quits...or just do whatever seems to fit the situation at hand....once thought to be a man now simply a child lost and confused...consumed by so much that it bleakens everything that once meant or held any resemblance to an actual chance at life...now the darkness unfurls its wings and sucks up things that were once seen and now keeps them between the folds of all the young and all the old...now its nothing...now its everything...now it is empty

Cure My Tragedy

Remember all the times that we used to play?...You were lost and I would save you....I don't think those feelings will ever fade...You were born a part of me....I was never good at hiding anything....My thoughts break me....Do you understand what you mean to me?....You are my faith...

Won't you cure my tragedy?....Don't take her smile away from me...She's broken and i'm far away....Won't you cure my tragedy?...If you make the world a stage for me then I hope that you can hear me scream....

When I sit and think of the days we shared...And the nights you covered for me....Every little thing that I ever did...You would stand by me....Everytime that you'd cry it would take my wind....My heart would break.....If I could be strong like you are for me...You are my faith....

Won't you cure my tragedy?....Don't take her smile away from me....She's broken and i'm far away....If you make the world a stage for me...Then I hope that you can hear me scream.....Can you hear me scream?.....

I can't take this anymore....I can't feel this anymore....Won't you take and give her pain to me?...Cause my whole life I made mistakes....Can you hear me scream?....