KMA, 5 September 2009 "Despair"

Sitting on the couch
i'm missing your touch
i don't even remember, when did i read your last message

i throw my vision forward
can't say a single word
about you, and what you've given.

Big scar appeared
big scar of someone loved
big scar of unpaid promises
big scar of unfulfilled spaces

the hand i used to hold
the eyes i used to stare
the hugs i used to feel
human touch which used to fill

fill the days without will

i ride on my foot
foot without dream
see no future
hear no good news
live a life with no passion
i have no destination

seeing people fall
seeing people try to break their 'wall'
seeing my self silent, like a doll

my will
my dreams
my needs
my passion
my destination

my ambition
my vision
my aim

i've sold all
to buy theirs

now. I'm nothing but a clown.
Sell my smile for theirs

i'm nothing but a clown.

Since i lost my reason to live my life. I don't live my own. Everything is done. Since you've been gone.

I live theirs.
I kill my self, to continue theirs.

In the middle of despair. I keep walk. Walk to nowhere. Till no blood in my brain.