I remember what happened after I lost my love, my life of dark winter without passion or depth fizzled out drifting me in black mood.
Dark Winter
So Much More
Living is so uncertain and hard but I feel there is so much more purpose instead of a future so black. I want to never be afraid.
Black Diamond
She wore her evening dress like a black diamond.
Death Itself
Death itself, is depths of unfathomable water. Things submerged, shut forever in eternal frost. Life's end is a sleep alienated so complete in black.
