hold me close as you dare
yet let me go when i choose
i trust you so, yet unaware
my broken heart, I will lose

now you hold my heart of glass
with gentle hands, I'm sure
and inside the pain will pass
as his face becomes a blur

she crawls into the darkest corner
a quiet mouse, of none aware
a crimson tear, the only mourner
of the death, that none will share

an empty grave is the token
of a life soon gone
an angry word, a vow is broken
before the moon's sweet dawn

another child now will fall
to the darkened pit
she will scream, she will call
but in that grave, she fits

the tomb is covered in gentle snow
a blanket upon death
a word, goodbye, is all we know
of her final breath

her chance was lost within that night
of misery and pain
yet all were blind to the fight 
and the knife upon her vein

too busy a life, too bright a day
for anyone to notice
the weary eye who they say
ate the flower, lotus

yet none is true in that tale
her heart was merely broken
at fixing it, she did fail
and the word was spoken

goodbye my world she said to thee
yet you heard her not
that happy child, she could not be
because the world forgot

on and on, the days go by
and on the nights go too
yet all will end with a sigh
because i've not found you

searching for that gentle face
and those loving hands
yet i've found not a trace
across these endless lands

once again, alone i lay
within this endless sea
thinking of things i wish to say
and days i long to see

waiting for the day
that i'll see your face
hoping that you'll stay
and warm this lonely place