A dagger pierces into my heart, ripping it into two parts. Your scarce words penetrate deep. I want to cry, shout in despair yet I am mute in grief. You twist the dagger without remorse, yet I stand still. All I see is a hollow facade shrouded in betrayal, misery and glimpse of hate. You have done me wrong, I agree. Unfortunately dear, I cannot be broken as I was never one. Rejoice all you want in your short lived victory for an injured raven in a gilded cage, I’ll seek my revenge.