Forever and always alone,
No-one to share your life
never to find true happiness
A soul turns frozen, cold.
The darkness is a blanket
that wraps around a heart
that provides the only comfort
to a life torn apart.
The moon and stars suspended
in the black coldness of night
like the distance between hearts
with no feelings come to light.
No spell can totally abolish
the darkness and the cold.
No magic can bring back
love and warmth to my soul.
Never allowed to cry,
or let people see the pain,
A witch's sadness is private
and her tears become the rain