Waking up in the shadows
Hear the wind blowing
See me crawling through
The dark forest full of danger
The days-way behind me
I never felt safe
Now I realize and see
That I've been going into my own grave
That I built myself

With a broken heart.

So much to suffer
No help,no faith in anything
Middle of nowhere
I thought I reached my goal
But it just started
He's walking..And walking..
Walking just a few steps
The steps to the room of disgust

But is he walking with a broken heart?

It feels like falling without wings
It feels like drownding in the endless sea
It feels like burning in hell
It feels like dying with a broken heart.

Sitting here
In the middle of a room of sadness and pain
The sounds confines me to bed
Nothing is alright anymore
No trust,no feelings
A deep hole,filled with my tears
But he's flying
Flying high in the sky

Without a broken heart.


My sorrows are reflecting in the spring water
They're running along my deadful footsteps
My head is full of thoughts
Thoughts which never leave me alone
Can't understand the reason why
this had to be true
To my heart
To my everything

My broken heart.



I'm falling without wings and with an infected wound
I'm drownding in an endless sea,my head full of neverending nightmares
I'm burning in hell and can help myself,can't help that someone
screaming for help
I'm dying with a broken heart. It hurts but there's nothing I can do.

...I'm crying



Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Daedalan, in the year 390 AF.