Spirit of Pandora

Memories of you rip past my mind

a tear in my hand

A cold hard floor on a hot summer day

I found you

I found you

Wandering among the living

You taught me how to breathe again..

Trapped in myself.

"No Matter" was your name. "Not important" was your name..

You said you would be here

You said you would be there

And they said it was wrong to know you

But I knew you oh so well..

tucked away in my soul and under my bed

I hid you from them

If they knew why I had become possessed

What some cross would have done to me then..

I fear for your ocean of tears.

His black eyes how I loved them

You said I could always find you here

I could find you there..

tucked away

my spirit guide locked away inside

there inside pandora's aqauarium...

I do think you should be a song writer; these are wonderful.