Dark. Damp. Dreary.

The world feel so cold.

Birds sing and light shines,

yet I sit here, lost in my mind.

My mood is steady

and does not falter.

Dwelling in Dark, Damp, Emptiness.

A cold blue flame burns,

within my heart.

It affects me in the quietest part.

A part of me that belonged to you,

A part of me that always rang true.

Birds sing and light shines.

Yet I sit here lost in my,

Dark. Damp. Dreary. Empty. Mind.