• Expecting my hating hands to soothe the lonesomeness inside of your soul
    Asking for miracles when I can only give u heart breaks
    Waiting for the smile when all I can give is a frown
    No laughs and joys only tears and fears
    Like a dull trench coat hanging over a plain wood chair
    Like a silencing Rain and the calm gray clouds
    Like the last breath after the epic battle
    I may be your missing part
    But I am just a dark heart.