Took time out to heal,
A new being was in motion...

A blunted knife, a piece of glass,
I don’t care anymore...

Engraved into the stone,
The mug of me...

Misty clouds cover my intellect
With primary dread...

Emotions fake and a total replica,
Of who she used to be...

Mind boggled with mixed emotions,
Free everything that is haunting me...

On foot, walking alone,
Filled with coldness from the night’s sky...

Went out of my way to help you,
Gave you a hand...

Scraping, peeling back the skin,
To only find more flesh and bone...

Lost in some place,
Where there's no right way out...

Yet another cross to her name,
Not including the ones she has made...

The sun falls down,
World, now darkness becomes...