The Old Railway

Old place...so forgotten
You were here...beyond the light
Hanged trust..ripped promises
Innocence died within the night

You were here ..
With a thorn and roses
Failure won...
And then you left

And this was written, my destiny
And you have flown toward the skies

Cold face...so distorted
I was here..searching the right
I found you bleeding with broken wings...
With a slit wrist...and skin so white..