I let out a scream. I can't stand this. Can't stand who I have become. I try to hide what I feel underneath so much anger and hate. The shame, the guilt is still there.

You didn't deserve that. Didn't deserve what I have said and done. I was trying to tell myself I was right, but I was wrong. I have no excuse.

There's blood on my hands, I must pay for all that I have done. I can't keep holding your past against you. I can't keep pretending I don't care. I just want to be with you again.

My soul is heavy, spoiled with sin. I'm crying, drowning in my sorrow. And no one knows. All hope is lost. I always thought myself to be strong. Who knew I could fall so easily?

Being pulled under. My soul is cold. I have become ice cold. This water is ice cold. I see my old self reaching out for me, trying to bring me back home. I can't even bother to try to save myself. I rather let myself die.

Damn my soul to hell, let me burn in the flames instead.

Keep me, trapped underneath this ice. This is the grave I have dug for myself. I can't repair what is broken. I can't turn back now.