• In the end,
    there is shadow,
    and how else did I find,
    but to visit myself,
    and leave all behind.

    In the end,
    the pain ceases,
    all feeling gone,
    but remorse spreading,
    what have I done?

    Then I hear someone crying,
    softly at first,
    and then I realize,
    the voice is mine,
    bursting forth from my soul.

    I try to go back,
    to take it away,
    to forget,
    but whenever I get close,
    a train of shadow draws me back.

    In the end,
    I am trapped,
    with regret as my companion,
    I must stay,
    for eternity in silence.