Why do I no longer love?
I can no longer see above.
The glorious meadows I see ahead whisper my name so eerily,
And I follow its sound so drearily.
The wind echoing its sound from side to side,
What can I say, I tried.
Every order, every demand you made I always replied!
I've done nothing but try.
So Why?
Why can you not share the love you only supply for her!?
Why not I?
There must be something in my eye,
I check, but it is dry,
The wind is still blowing in the sky,
Waiting for me, to die.
