Perspectives

~ The past swims
Like a ghost
In your watery
Vibrant dark eyes

~ I fear losing you
For the truth is
Bleak and mean to
Be understood with out
Experince, trust is long
Gone, lost to the
Old pain of memorize

~ Watching from a far
I feel my heart
Pound, hoping she'll be
Free of the chains
To her hell, even
If it is him
And not i who
Saves her lost soul

~ Looking at the
Three, i realize
The miseary i
Caused and don't
Feel the pain
Or Guilt, I
Stand motionlessly watching
Her, knowing I
Was to draw
My last breath
Soon for life,
One last time

Alive