i don't feel
i'm just as numb
as the gray of my skin
and the people
i don't understand

love i don't believe
excitements followed by expectation
in every relation
they wonder how I feel

what took my soul
and left me less
than what i need to grow?

less than than even
most modest needs
life only shows off
how it all could be

so what is there left to do?
just keep moving on
doing what you have to
and look at wonders from afar

in this way i hide myself
an unending sky of gray
a void that cannot be filled
by any earthly treasure
or any love without measure

the question of life is answered
by the way it makes me feel
it must be necessarily meaningless

only thing to do from now
one thing I can depend
is to wait and tend
where there is my essence
there is an inevitable end

This is gut wrenching for me, Sinner.. you have expressed such sadness and loss..