You tell me to be myself
Yet when I try it isn't good enough...

Alone and frightened to her wit's end
Broken she lays upon the wooden floor...

You left again;
Left me there alone...

Balloons fly into the night sky as the party
Comes to an end, people murmur goodbyes...

The ripples on the water grow larger
With each fallen leaf's touch...

Months have passed
Scars have multiplied...

I feel the dark closing in on me,
No light penetrating the coffin in which I lay...

A searing agony races through my veins
As my heart, fragile and horribly sad as it is, is...

Having fallen from the brightest realm
Wings once whiter than a glacier...

I was once the hunter,
Proud and strong of who I was...

Even the ways of Wicca cannot stitch the wound in...
I've given myself to the nature I've grown to love...

Pretty little tear, fall beyond the brim of my...
The blue only making you more bitter for my cheek...