The raven so silent
Once so vibrant
Nights of crying
Mornings of laughs
Slowly hiding
Hiding the wounds that never left
The wounds thats inside her chest
Still there slowly prying
Prying to be free
Her love never dying
Does she tell thee
Or keep on hiding
The wounds of the heart
That tear her apart
Her love never halting
But ever so haunting
Of what she holds dear
Her heart filled with fear
Fear of who is missing
Her dove dismissing
Leaving open wounds
And the raven missing