Staring into the yellow eyes

Trapped within a time, seems like the only crime is being born

One last attempt to reconnect,

With what I left behind,

With what I used to adore,

But can’t be with anymore.

The pain, these miseries,

Makes a new level inside of me,

The fire struggles to keep burning,

And find no reason to keep living on.

What I have done,

Where did I begun,

Where did I go wrong,

And got stuck living a life alone.

So thus this is a last call,

And thus I sing alone,

Crying, craving, to hear a cherished voice,

And letting them know that I am dying alone.