There is no hope.
There is no after.
There is no joy.
There is no laughter.
He left like summer.
I'll follow after.

I don't want this.
Not anymore.
Nothing is worth this.
Not anymore.
If burns to feel bliss
For cold is left over.

Hollow heart.
Hollow soul.
In slipping, part.
I wont grow old.
Here in the dark.
My darkened soul.

It's too much stress.
It's too little joy.
No happiness.
An ugly ploy.
My heart, it aches
In empty void.

I've come.
I'll go.
Yet no one knows.
How little joy
Within me shows.

Too much.
Too late.
A big