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How do you describe missing a friend... Its like losing a part of yourself in the end. Why must we grow apart... Why must we rip at each other's heart. I've lost so many, even when I had so few... All from my anger, oh anger how I curse you. To all those I lost, to whom I have hurt and wronged... I'm lost and in pain, without the friends I've for so much longed. Though it is because of my stubborn ways, away from me you flew... I just want the past behind us, I so very much miss you. Can we forgive and forget... If not, let us talk it out, and our minds at rest we shall set. I know that the reasons you left, will not be cured with

I'm sitting here, my eyes they hurt, I'm sitting here, my hearts inert. I'm sitting here, my eyes stained red, I'm sitting here, my love is dry from being outward bled. I'm sitting here, my head in my hands, I'm sitting here, because my heart is so heavy I just cannot stand. I'm sitting here, watching my life shatter, I'm sitting here, her words resonate still, it's him or her. I'm sitting here, trying to make the warmth linger, I'm sitting here, feeling the coming of that familiar winter. I'm sitting here, my sorrows I do not bother to cover, I'm sitting here, she told me, it's her or my brother...

Anger, is my truth. though it may seem to many as uncooth. Anger, is my way. it saves me from sorrows dismay. Anger, is my right. It strengthens my resolve til with my lover i reunite. to save from sadness so complete, it drives me to stay aloof. anger has become my way, anger is now my sole truth.

What's to be done about the dull pain in your chest? How do you stop the bleeding of a wound that doesn't even show beneath thy vest? It's thy heart of which I speak. The thing that is missing and thou now seek. It left behind a gaping hole. And the echoes of thy lovers call. When they were taken from your life. In thy chest the devil did twist his knife. With them, thy heart went fleeting. And you were left, a husk of sorrow, bleeding. But every wound must heal. And so shall yours come to seal. Whether it be through the discovery of new lover for some. Or the return to thy true love, for me this will come.