psh...

Blackend waves
Pouring over my ever blacker heart.

The heart that once felt warmth,
The heart that once contained love.

The breaking of it,
And the turning of emotion happened so fast.

I still yearn and want,
But what can a blackend heart feel anyway?

I just get rejected in the end.
Nobody want the company of one who's been beaten and strangled.

All alone in the end...
Just how it began...