my tears are little memories of your love

seeping from my tear ducts, down my face

flashing through my mind is your warmth and your touch

and your arms wrapped around my waist

these sheets are prison bars containing my soul

keeping it from escaping through the seems

your the thing ive been searching for to make myself whole

but the pain stabbs slowly like frigid wooden beams

i remeber your tawny brown eyes

genuine and prtecting me from myself

yu saw right through all my walls and my lies

but set my scars upon the shelf

you treated me like gold, though i waas barely tin

you faught away my thoughts of giving up

though i could not brek through the cement walls ive always lived

i pushed you away...i cant regret that enough...