• Seperated, secluded, and hidden from light,
    thrown away and shut from outside.

    No one to talk to,
    no one to look to.

    Its all ended now, and fighting off tears,
    Could I have fixed these events of my fears?

    what do I do, where do I go,
    do I find refuge in rain sleet or snow?

    Not one question answered
    and not one answer questioned.

    But whom shares my life of agony and pain,
    after my soul had been torn and my heart been slain?

    What to say at a time like this,
    it feels as though this all I say is amiss.

    What to do, where to go, and what to say,
    all the things I wondered on that faitful day...