Since I met you, I did so try
Since I met you, many tears did I cry
Just when I think my heart is mending
I find the pain is still unending

Just when I try to speak
Though at my heart I feel so weak
When I think my thoughts I am sending
The Silence is still unending

Every time I try to go further ahead
I see the many times I have bled
Yet, when someone their courage is lending
I find my hopelessness unending

Oft I see words and those who rise
Yet in my heart my hope still dies
I hear comfort as I hear my heart rending
This circle shall ever be unending.

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Aeguary, in the year 692 AF.