I’m tired of my jokes
They are but a short release of my pain...

Sorrow has taken its toll on me
A toll visible so that the eyes can see...

Dagger in my heart
Still twisting in pain...

Life without you is hard to bare
I can not think without you here...

Petrified and dead,
Delicately place...

A thorn has been taken out,
And I am released from an old stress...

My voice is a wound that cannot heal.
Every time I try to easy the pain...

Can you hear me? I am the soft whisper in the...
Is it possible that I am the echoing shadow behind...

The sun rises and the light pierces through,
My eyes take it all in and my heart begins to...