I never gave it up
I only set it free
But every single time
It came right back to me

I fell back and it was there
When I hurt it made it better
Protected me from fierce storms
In the most awfulest of weather

When the burden is overbearing
And the dakrness becomes too black
In it's arms I find the comfort
A place I knew I could always go back

You keep expecting me to be ok
And to be happy with the choice
How do you expect me to be happy
When you've taken away my voice

The tears fell down my cheek
As I heard the painfully news
But in all the hapiness
You didn't see why I issues

When I hurt, I hide the pain
But two things know where to find it
In these two things I took comfort
And they knew to find where I sit

But now I sit alone
only the tears are by my side
I am finally letting out all the tears
that I was trying to hide

Go ahead take the knife
plunge it deep into my back
then pull it slowly out again
and then you can tell me how it glitters



Penned by my hand on the 19th of Variach, in the year 93 MA.