All the words I speak are drowned,
All the lines I draw are gone,
Every page I Write is torn,
Every thought I think is lost.
Recently, to me, it dawned,
All my happi-ness is gone,
I am left, sad, forlorn,
I guess a memory, has it's cost,
Ev'ry bit, of creation, undone,
Every piece, just lost, for none,
I guess I am, only meant for,
A lonely life, a dream, no more.
-Taha
