There flies a Swallow

He's here then gone

And he, your faith in me will follow

Off into the darkening dawn

Your empty lies

Your thoughtless words

Your criticizing eyes

Which have cut deeper than swords

This is the side of you I despise

The one who cannot see past his own self-pity

And, despite my tries

You have left with your self commitee

Upon me, you pile the blame

You don't care

And I'm pushed towards the flame

I hardly think that's fair

So far I've come

Only to be thrown back

To the pit I came from

Back to the blacker than black

A/N: Well... Backwards progress is being made.