Placed in side this deep dark hole,
a heart beats weak, along with a soul.
It cries out for someone, "Any one there?"
Her body ignores it without any care.
She paces the floor from left to right,
Glancing passed anyone in sight.
Dead to her, she ignores her soul,
without any trust she let it go.
Standing in the darkness she no longer fears,
Lies, heartache, and life, the end feels near.
The walls are up they are meant to last,
This time for good, so long to the past.
Because placed inside this deep dark hole,
a heart beats weak with an unrested soul.