Monday, March 13, 2006

The Last World

I am trap in my own world
A place for lamenting
Captivated by this dream that no longer exist
I wish not to awake

Life holds no more meaning for me
Since that day I watch you left
As I stood by helplessly
Wishing that I was the one leaving

This place breaks into pieces of
Broken glass
That I know could never
Be mend again

You took the key to this world
With you when you left
Locking me inside this place
Never to be free again