I cannot even start to relate,
How to start to explain my state.
If to say anything,
Itd be: shattered.

As I write to my every thought,
A dark miasma reigns above me.
Never to part my side again,
Since I could not leave things as they should have been..

All that was sacrificed..
No meaning, all lost, no feeling..
Now I shall stay as now,
with no return to how I was.

The silence of the night shall be my guide,
Searching for my purpose to life shall strive onwards.
Time spent in hopes and dreams,
can never be replaced.

What seems like heaven,
can also be much of more of hell.
Til I find a purpose,
to my silence I shall keep to, no less..

I shall continue to dream,
both good and bad.
Hopefully someday a vision will come,
til then, let all dreamers wake the nation

-Yang Merquise

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Aeguary, in the year 314 AF.