Pieces fall to the ground. 
All colors fade to black. 
I try to see my way through the dark,
but I have yet to find the light. 
Hammers fall on all the broken pieces. 
All goodness turns to pain. 
All heads are bowed in silence;
the ground is soaked with splashes of blood.
I fold myself into the smallest corner
And hide from what has yet to come. 
I will wait; 
wait for eternity,
waiting for the bleeding to stop.
I feel like I’m the only one,
as if nothing ever existed. 
I am ashamed of all my doings,
only because I have suffered. 
I wish that someone could open the door
and save me form the dark. 
Save me from myself, 
save me from my world.