Heart-shaped snowflakes fall upon her beautiful...
Sewn shut by passion's anchor, no incredulous...

O Lord, how I wish to grasp the essence of this...
Guide me through the perils that deface sympathy...

Craving for everlasting sleep,
Lost inside the black...

I was murdered in the womb of emotions,
Nailed to the wall of depression...

Regret
It lay within the fallen sheets...