When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your love my heart misses

You let go of my hand to hold on to my heartDistance grasps us tightnow that we are apart

I grasp words for the sake of clutching My mind considers them heart touchingRight then I write for my reader's pleasureNot knowing what distance a soul can measure

Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.

I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.