Alone I Walk
Alone I walk in the cold December air.
As my heart is filled with emptiness,
I try to understand how,
I try to understand why;
Am I damned to be alone?
I've loved so deeply, I've given so greatly,
And I still walk in loneliness and pain,
Left shattered in my own existence,
Never to love again, or so it seems.
Have I created my own destiny?
Have I created my own pain?
Is my heart truly filled with darkness?
I guess the answer is hidden within my soul.
I've looked deep inside to find who I am,
But still I find only emptiness.
Will I ever find my dark bride,
My princess of the night?
Or am I damned eternally to walk alone
As a mirror reflecting my own shattered existence?
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