Was it a destiny
Or a coincidence?
To cast away
Womb of hope
Everytime
Little by little
Till zeal is lost
Till the faith is blur
Till numbness felt
Till heavy breaths
Till one is cold
When nothing repairs
And the soul is dead
Little by little
Nothing remains
No one to blame
And the Time said
I will never be
The same
With emptiness
Genre: Dark Abstract
Theme: When nothing matters