Date: Sun, 30 Jun 1996 07:05:48 -0600
From: Thomas Scott Painter 


Gone without a word,
your love now buried,
lost from my sight,
in a casket i carried.
Tears can't convey
the sorrow i feel.
How can i live
when none of this seems real?
My loss of you i try to forget.
The pain in my eyes
brings tears of regret.
Why do i lie
and say i forgive,
for this torture inside,
that you cause me yet.
From the grave i am haunted.
By death i am known.
My love has left me.
I am left here alone.
My dreams still frighten.
The son still bleeds.
My restraints still tighten
for lifes petty needs.
Does the lord forgive
or does he forsake?
My dreams are unanswered.
This life he shall take,
away from our "pact",
away from my plee.
Should i take it back
or should i deceive?
Could you live still
or should i believe,
this world is a lock
and are you my key,
to the sun and the moon,
to a dying rose?
Though my soul had grown weak
by the path you had chose,
i'll stand by your side
while i fight off my woes
and the tears i cry
for reasons unknown.
I will always love you.
I will always care.
I will hold you close to my heart.
I will always be there.

Dedicated to my immortal beloved: Crystina Marie Evans

S.P.(Prof. of Pain)