Sad is my heart,
like my soul,
like my world.
Slowly trying to find happiness
the heart is dragged deeper
into the darkness it can barely escape.
Who is the one I see
within the darkness of the heart?
Is it you?
Is it me?
Who would know?
Within this soul
that is darker than black,
laying the embodiment
of one's true self.
In the freezing cold darkness
the heart stops,
the soul leaves,
the world ends,
ends life...

-Eclude