H..without her

Her cold look
cut right through me
like a spear of destiny,
her hand so cold
her beautiful heartbeat
has gone.

And life turns to mono,
a bleak un-balanced song.

With her heartbeat lost,
her beautitful chest lay silent,
empty and hollow

And I, don't want to stay,
Without her.

Spear of destiny
take me now
to ride on the wings
Of lost hope.

Up up to the edge of blue
and I start to fall
to my resting place.

And I know
I am nothing
Without you.