A fear haunts my mind,
a longing fills my soul.
A fear beyonf discription,
a longing undefined.

What is it that I want?
for what could it be;
A song I cannot sing,
or a love I wont recant?

And so forever shall I stand,
Screaming, yearning,
Longing, dying,
While my soul is wrent,
By my own hand.

Is this how it will be?