Pooring down around me,
I feel the ice cold rain,
Still it can't mask the feeling,
Of this stabbing, blinding, pain.
The sun shines no more,
Fallen forever like the beat of my heart,
Burning like that of the ring you once bore,
Destined for my finger from the start,
Of time, now and nevermore,
And shining just beyond reach of the shore.
My world is masked in endless fog,
