His forlorn, regretful eyes meet my own.

"It's you..." He murmurs, disbelieving. The light's faded from his blue orbs as he looks at me helplessly, lost.

"It's me." I choke out.

"Orpheus." I whisper, words laced with fear, shock, and desperation. 
His voice cracks, filled with sorrow and love, "Eurydice-" 

He ran into my knife. Thrice.

Her hands are folded neatly
No tears do her eyes shed
A small smile graces her pale face
Content, at peace -- she is dead

He stands in the dark
Alone, abandoned, waiting 
But nobody comes

The moon shines on him
Brilliant, bright, unforgiving
Wasting its light on --

Shadow. A shadow.
Shunned and rejected by man
Abandoned by fate 

He opens his mouth
No sound comes -- his throat is dry
Then he speaks -- three words:
 
"Lord, help me" he cries
Alone, abandoned, waiting
And Somebody comes--

Life is a ferris wheel. We are riders, going round and round until it is time to get off. 
 
We rise up and down; on occasion, we stop as others get off. We laugh as the wind blows a gentle breeze our way, we scream when we fear we might fall. Sometimes, if chance should have it, the Operator directs another person into our car; other times, however, we sit alone. The wheel always spins at a constant rate,...

View the lyric video and me and my sister's performance of the song here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-b9P0i8Vx4 

"This Love"
Written and performed by Alyanna S and Mika S

[VERSE 1]
Looking at the cafe seats 
Where we used to always be
Where we first thought that love lasts forever

[VERSE 2]
Looking at the way things were
That lovely September
Can we still be like that
Ooh baby

[CHORUS]
I won't say I'm in denial
That we're losing the way that we used...

He stood on the platform, suit wrinkled, foot tapping, hand running through hair, checking his watch -- waiting for a train that would never come.