Oh... how I wish I was that...
Squeezing smashed roses bleeding inside my heart
How I wish I could rip my chest
Pluck my heart and feel the hollow
Enjoy it fully without sorrow

Earned space? Forced world lighted me living.
Earned space? Breathing lungs to stop unwilling.
Earned space? Fire as spirit burning as breathing.
Earned space... star matter racing for who is in the center
Leading.

Power, control, pride...
Oh... I AM despite it all.
As the word was not the mortal right
And the creator sound.

Unlock the door?
The door...
The hand in my chest
The tears in my cheeks

Burning! Burning!
How I wish I could rip my chest
Pluck my heart and feel the hollow
But my heart SHOUTS
NO MORE SORROW!

Cry, sob, fall.
And rise again
Is the ONLY TOMORROW!

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Valnuary, in the year 1004 AF.