Once again I turn to flee
From this grave built for thee
Next to the one that’s meant for me
We reap what we sow
Through pain that lesson I came to know

Ink filled hearts
Full of sorrow
I despise myself
For I can’t see tomorrow
Forgive me as I lie beneath the cross rows

Isolated behind crumbling walls
Secreting my agonizing fall
Long ago they stood so tall
Now they are naught but a disgraceful shawl
Disgusted masks pierce like arrows
As their worry grows

Ink filled hearts
Full of sorrow
I despise myself
For I can’t see tomorrow
Forgive me as I lie beneath the cross rows

A downfall brought upon by me
I searched and found blissful agony
The creature before you deserves no pity
This was what I was meant to be
The hate and delusion in which I wallow
Created a shell around me horridly hollow

Ink filled hearts
Full of sorrow
I despise myself
For I can’t see tomorrow
Forgive me as I lie beneath the cross rows

Behold the spark of life in your eyes
It was once in mine but long has it died
They show me your world upon which I spy
One that only myself has denied
Once a place I had known
Yet I sit in my fortress content with in woe

Ink filled hearts
Full of sorrow
I despise myself
For I can’t see tomorrow
Forgive me as I lie beneath the cross rows

A white night awaits me
As you dwell in a dream’s melody
Tears as testament to my plea
In my self-created insanity