i don’t know where i am,
But i do know i’m lost;
Or do i, really…
i’ve not been looking forward,
Instead, backward i have;
For i can’t see what’s in front,
Yet from past, i know what i loved…
The Sun used to shine,
Colours were all so bright,
And flowers forever bloomed;
Now it’s only overcast,
That no colours have survived,
And every thing’s doomed.
New days go on,
The Old still haunts…
i don’t know what to do,
But there should be something;
Or is there, really…
i may be breathing,
But i’m not living…
