• I walk so long on the endless road to death looking at the dead trees dark blood river , darkness all around me, ice cold wind blowing at my pale ice face blowing on my deadless hair the coldness of a broken heart into a million pieces. not looking back so I can't see the face of my once true love the one who brought light to my life and the one who brought darkness and death I don't want to live no more. I lost the will to go on...and now I know why they say love is the slowest form of suicide