Oh the raven, that taunts me
clutching the heart he stole
circle above me, his cawing so bold
go ahead, try to intice my soul
your taunts are futile, I feel no more

this aloneness  is real, my comfort zone
no daggers to pierce me, just a silent groan
there are no litmus test to prove me
am I right or am I wrong
or that stamp upon my head, that I belong

perhaps tomorrow will be a better day
the gray will finally fade
I'll start all over, again, this time
search for anything to fill the lines
of long standing questions in my mine