Hand on heart, head in handsnThe light is fading nownIt cannot pierce the darknessnNothing left to build upon,nexcept the mounting fear that none of this was worth itnHand on pen, pen to pagenFocus though I may, my words have failed menEmptiness consuming menThe shadows of my broken hope play in the dying nightnTears in eyes, eyes wide opennStaring at the glassnThe face I see knows everythingnWords I've writtennLetters never sentnOnly signposts marking out the origins of ruin