Many days I have cried
Many days I have died
Not by the sword
But by the inside
Sometimes I feel, I wasn't meant to be
And there are times,
when I wish not to be me
But threw all my depressing momments
You were there threw my darkest sorces that I had grew
My love is empty cold lonely scarse
Only to die unhappy with love to be sparse
Growing in pain,No sparingly love in vain
Showing lights threw my window curtains and blinds
Waking with my soul under my breath
Hiding from me I have no longer a soul to find
Dying in war bloody and long
With nothing to show but only my song
 
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