It was not before we met when I was broken.
Its still the same,even after you left.
Now all seems to be as a shout in the void
The little left is even destroyed.
Unnoticed went what meant something.
Troubles emerged out of nothing.
A known way is said to possess comfort,
But the unknown gives the same hurt.
Reflections shows the future,
All's filled with past creature.
Courage much needed weakens with-
Every unusual fit.
Thoughts occupy the brain as weeds
Darkness covers all deeds.
