something has died

he senses the air
brushing off his hair
senses the light
so so bright
wished to rid of them all
wished to hide
this world so wide..
but something has died..

then comes the chills
he wishes for the warmth
an embrace may be
or a smile
how will the next day be?
the same he feels
life with its cruel deals
but something has died..

he wishes to speak
and no one seems to peek
no one bothers anymore
no one at the door
he stares at the floor
the walls are empty
his breath all stingy
betrayed and swayed
a life that has lied
but something has died..

none to share
none to care
his eyes all dry
dusnt even try
resting in hollow
wheres the sorrow
wheres the tomorrow
a life still cried
but something has died..



8th October'08 8:06 pm