The clouds of despair
have clot my mind,
I struggle, I stumble,
I look for someone,
I'm deserted
Tears go down my cheeks,
I weep,
I know it makes no difference to anyone,
Not even the one who promised me to hold my hand.
The worst feeling is not when you are not loved,
It's when you know,
The person so close,
is so far away
For times and again,
I miss being myself,
For I am never me without you
I need answers,
Why is this suffering?
Why is this parting?
Why can't it be like it has always been?
If you could see me, you would realize how it has turned out to be!
