Happiness has left
like the passing of seasons.
Spring has bloomed and wilted,
Summer's heat has chilled,
Even Autumn has disappeared, like leaves in the wind.
All that remains now, is the harsh loneliness of a freezing icy storm.
Winter has come to stay.
And i fear, it is going to stay for a long time.
I can feel the ice, on my hands, through my gloves,
cold slithering and scraping up my bony limbs
to my warm heart, chilling it to its core.
All is numb.
I've lost the ability to feel.
The cold has a tight and unforgiving grip on my soul.
What do I have to live for? I guess i'll have to find out.
I pull my jacket closer and shiver,
and then slowly drift and disappear into the merciless blizzard,
searching for something, anything, to melt away the ice in my core.

When lively cities turn to crumbled ruins,
remember, you are a tall building.
Continue to stand.
The early sun rises, illuminating a fallen world,
rays lighting up a catastrophe...
Continue to stand.
Shadows cast behind you like a curious child,
playing among the rubble and debris
of other buildings who have fallen.
Continue to stand.

Be strong and sturdy and endure. +

I sit here alone
in the pale light.

I should be happy, but you are stuck on my mind.
a heartbroken torture,
a hell of a surprise.
I knew it would end just like this.

I had let myself fall more and more in love with you.
Deeper into the oceans of love,
which I know fear.
I had hoped it had shrunk, but it grew and grew.

I remember the moonlight
and seeing the lifeless body.
I remember my blood-curling screams.

     I was one told of a sad tale,
that I heard long ago.
But now I understand that story.
Two lovers, one fate.
Their love grew and grew.
They wanted to run, to escape, to be free.
In the end though, both were dead.

I should feel sad, but all emotion has been stripped from me.

I remember standing by your grave
flowers slipping from my hands
tears washing down my cheeks,
wondering, can I live on?

The answer is no, Romeo, Romeo,
Save not your Juliet from these horrors?

I turn away from the pale light, off my porch steps,
away from the bright moon and stars.
This brilliant planet,

I shall never see again.