Been Here Before

The shadows come
The Son is blocked by clouds of Night
Light seems faded, worn
I feel my soul call me to fight
I turn and look behind
As she walks away
Results of the painful choice
The parting made that day
The sight hurts too much
I turn to the Darkness ahead
Though I know better
I say my heart is dead
But in the pain something familiar
In the hurt something seems right
The stone and ice return
Hardness slowly numbs the bite
A bitter wind blows
But I can feel it no longer
Someday I may feel again
But I know I have been here before