Find the pieces shattered by mistrust
The shattered heart fallen to dust
Never to seem the same behind the wall
Locked away in a tiny darkened hall
Petty jealousies echoing around
Words meant for ownership falling dead
Losing sight of what was sought
The fight leaving the soul
A soulless laughter rising
Was it meant as a Fate
Or a cruel joke played
Neither was to be fully explored
Fallen from the bright skies
The darkened soul rises through the smoke
Letting drift the broken heart
Free to fly in the shadows
Not seen but felt as ice
Shards impaling the lost
Blood flowing slowly in the coldness
To this end traveling slowly
Unto the saviour of the lost
