Life, a revolving door
My soul battered and bruised
Friendship, given freely
Forgiveness, oft abused.
I walk through fire for those that I care
With knives in my back,
Though do not I care.
My heart tho shattered
My heart will I share
Pain of not doing so
Beyond compare
Nights of despair, of longing, of pain
Echo through these walls, without refrain














