Which way must I go now having been abandoned,
In the corner of a maze with too many paths from which to choose?
My broken, bleeding heart bites back when I try to suppress
Those memories of all that which I have now come to lose.
I’m often reminded of all the stories I did not tell you.
I remember my hand upon yours as you kept it on the steering wheel.
I keep searching the crowd, wondering if I might find your singing eyes again,
Why is it fair that you made me love you but left without taking me?
Lost, I find no route to escape my misery,
Devoid of all feeling, yet loving you still so intensely,
Kissing the haunting darkness is nothing but the dead wish of a fractured heart,