A Longing

O'er the bitter seas and stormy rain
I've sent my pleas; I've felt the pain
Of missing you, or maybe craving you?

Grazing my ears the winter wind blew
And upon my eyes the world turns blue

Gazing to the sky, and then I knew

Bleeding; thus how my heart is
Cold and hollow; that's what's left of my love
My days have turned to only this:
Shades of grief and grim clouds above

Tainted, torn and in gloom;
You've made me so, my dear
Alone in this pitch black room
What should I do, now that you're not here?