Faint brightness shines hundreds of miles away making her feel lonely as she stares out the rain streaked window.
His light, which used to shine so bright to her, grows dimmer as the distance between them grows.
Her heart feels heavy, her limbs grow weak.
She knows not what lies in his heart, let alone her own.
All she wants is to be close to the warmth that used to be a daily part of her life.
As the night grows darker, so does her heart leaving her with an empty spot he used to fill.
She needs to be held, but doesn't want to be touched.
She wants to ask, but her fear of rejection is so strong that she can't even force the question out of her mind into existence.
She needs the light, to breathe, to see clearly, to remind her of who she is. Who she was before the grey. Who she could be, but never will.

The heart scars reopens
Especially when you give your all to someone and you're too blind to see what it is.
Because at fifteen, when someone says they love you and bother to talk to the one hiding behind a curtain of hair,
You feel wanted.
You feel loved.
You feel like you matter.
But you don't, so watch your back.
Careful who you let in before it's too late to run

I don't know what to do.
I've lost the only reason to live.
Please don't miss me, I won't.
I can't continue the struggle to breathe anymore.
I want to destroy something.
I guess I'll have to do.
I want the pain, no, I need the pain.
It's the only thing I deserve anymore.
I hate myself so much.
So long cruel world.

She was told to turn her pain into power.
She was the most powerful human in the world. And it was her own fault.
She used her lion in her heart to protect the weak and the beast in her belly to save others.
Yet she couldn't save herself in the end.

You tell me to be strong
You tell me to hold on
Yet I lay here with nothing but my dog
I'd pour my heart out for you,
If only to tell you that you are loved
You are the perfect peace to my chaos
Thank you for never letting me be lost

The soft white to the grey, not fighting it.
Just enveloping it in his strong arms in a loving embrace,
Turning it from grey into the loveliest gold.
Purifying her.
Protecting her from herself.
Then the white leaves and it's back to grey.
She wants to be independent, yet without her white noise, she is lost to the suicidal silence.
He doesn't know it, but wait, the light will come around again.
Hold strong till tomorrow.

And so she left.