I can’t write anymore
I can’t say one more word
I’ve done everything I could
in the present and the past...
past is still behind creeping
like a snake in a shadow
of a yellow rock in a desert

Future is long gone before
it had chance to spread its
fresh and lovely smell around
my lips and nose and eyes
It’s just a wasteland where
dead flowers grow into
the ground instead of
offering their colours to the sun

I don’t believe your love is gone
I can’t believe you moved on
It’s just this feeling inside me
yelling I lost something
but I can’t I can’t I can’t
let the voice be true
I can't
live my life without you