On your way searching tranquillity

lots of images pass your mind

Most of them are coloured black

They disillusionize your mood



Your once beloved one has left you behind

There is no way back, there is no turning-point

It's like a curse spoken... on you



The end so near



Your diary's last pages filled with blood-red ink

Telling your last destiny

Heaven or hell...

Your death cannot wait any longer



You climbed for her the highest mountains

Filled her life with preciousness

Thinking it would last forever

What a fool you have been

Believing she really cared for you