Gone -

Stick me with pins

Peel away my skin

Pluck out my eyes

I can’t stand to see you die

Dark skies have followed me

Into this hollow tree

Memories of moonlit nights

Replaced by this hopeless plight

An angel with tattered wings

To me I hear you sing

What’s become is unjust

I shuffle through your lonely dust

A fire that will not quit

Upon Hell’s throne I must sit

All I do is scream at night

It’s a silent fight

For you now

There’s nothing right

And to you I say goodnight