Save me from the war inside my head.
My mind is scattered,
My heart is lead,
and hangs so heavy inside my chest,
That it threatens to sink all the rest:
My love, my mirth & my pride,
Until I am nothing but cold lead inside,
and outside just a heavy husk
That I try to burn each dusk.
But how will the terrors of my mind take flight
if that husk will not ignite?
If there are no ashes the Phoenix cannot rise,
and that would be the worst demise –
To have come this far and flown and fallen…
My cold lead heart has not forgotten.
Laura the Lioness 
“To have come this far and flown and fallen…” Very touching…