Strayed in the wilderness
Broken inside
Searching for home warmth
Gone is my pride
Gone is identity
Only my shade
No one will cry for me
Now that I fade
No one to follow
Nowhere to fall
Bound to nothingness
Death’s what I call
Dismissed with guilt
Restrained by frame
I face endtime
Calling your name
The life, it hurts
Existence grieves
Away are you
Like fallen leaves
Nothing to hope for
Whom to deceive?
I’d better die
Than let you leave.
Homewards Leewards
© Copyright: Арнор, 2008
Свидетельство о публикации №108082200079
Свидетельство о публикации №108082200079
Рецензии