Withered

Prolonged and tinted darkness

a spell for the withered and heartless.

So long a time ago I never will repay

after all its just a toy, I was just a boy.

Never again after that day.

Dispicable and hateable,

how could you never see?

Once was and always is

a pitiful sight to be.

Alas the fits you throw,

how could I know

it was never about myself?

A hollowed heart,

a shot in the dark

missing, hear the echo of the shell.