Through the dark mists of my heart, violet eyes shine like precious gems,
Obsidian wings cares midnight fur,
holding me close as I cry,
as my mind screams into the emptiness of my life,
look into my eyes if you dare,
but find only a hollow grace,
broken promises of yesterday,
longing to be held,
rocked gently in arms of love,
only to return to restless sleep,
full of endless tragedies,
fear of loosing what has already been lost,
guardian, guide, friend,
show me to the light,
where I may regain happiness,
help me break the surface,
to taste the fresh air,
help me find my way.