Going down memory lane
I thought I was going insane

So I left my soul there
The brunt of my mistakes to bear

Tortured and tormented with my foolishness, it came back
To find that the new path to go on lied as a needle in a haystack

It cried its nothingness out
His hollowness which had been created by my selfishness around

My greediness felt to him like darkness forever
To find the light at the end of the tunnel,the tunnel seemed to end never

Wavering around in despair
There seemed no way out there

He tried to get up but to in vain
My ferocity fell upon him like hail

But then suddenly with great perseverance
He tried to soothe me with deep reverence

He succeeded at last
But sadly he succumbed by the torture he had

In the end he let go a long deep sigh
And bid me a good bye
For now it was my turn to cry.