An uncertainty in my soul
A breaking in my heart
An energy unlike any other
Coming back from the start

A dry mouth with no words
My hands shaking in fear
An empty feeling in my mind
A hollow stomach deep inside

I'm broken again
For what seems like the millionth time
She may walk or she may stay
There's nothing I can find
Perhaps she'll stay, perhaps she'll go
Perhaps I'll be fine, or perhaps my world
Will fall apart
Broken into ruins
To fall apart.

My love.
My everything.
It falls apart.

My dear
My sweet solace
Broken into ruins.

I took my blade this evening
And I ran into the night.
I fought the first nightmare I found
And I kept running
Breaking from the inside, just longing to be free
I sunk my blade into a demon's chest
To try to end my misery
I stand on the edge of the forest
I reap what I sow
The broken remains of my past are reaped...




Penned by my hand on the 5th of Miraman, in the year 426 AF.