You were found
in the closet in your room...

This last time I'll dry my eyes
Looking back on past mistakes...

Shattered memories within my gaze
My heart, still wary, my mind, craze...

No words I'll speak upon this day
None of regret, feeling, or pain...

You'll never know
how deeply I care...

My temples are throbbing
my heart is no more...

I have nothing left to lose
Yet everything to hide...

Sorrow behind these eyes;
All of the things I've done wrong...

I run this blade through my hands once more
I remember the times that I turned to this war...

You speak about the pain of life
and how it's done you so wrong...

I wrote this about a Goddess of Achaea, and her...
A War rages into the night...

Close your eyes
let me take you there...