Forever doesn't exist,
It ended...

I stand here, feeling helpless,
Alone and forgotten with no regrets...

Its interesting to me,
How selfish you are...

Shattered to oblivion,
Millions of pieces...

Give yourself to me,
Succumbing to your fear...

I feel, an emptiness,
An overwhelming sense of loathing...

A lost heart, blowing on the wind,
A leaf, fallen far from the tree...

I think to myself,
While I ready my blade...

Beauty, in it's darkest form,
Raining down upon my senses...

I sit here now,
And sat there earlier...

I long to know how you feel,
Little hints I've seen so far...

The eyes are the face of the soul,
So pure, so infested with the qualities of...