Thirteen

All my tears are blackened
as the ashes fall onto the floor
I guess you can be happy
That I don't come around anymore

All my midnights clouded over
Loaded with the days I knew
Crushed by arrows piercing darkness
Clouds to overcast you

All my glory songs are silenced
Censored by your spoken word
The candle flame gone from your breath
My voice no longer heard

All my thoughts are broken down
And cast aside in my mind's eye
My days are ended in this book
I've no more tears to cry