THE VOICE...
WITH SHATTERD DREAMS,
IN DESPAIR, I WALK ALONG THIS WAY
MELANCHOLOGY RAISING INSIDE TURNEND OUT
I WALK ALONE
LOOKING AT THE TWILIGHT SKY
IN ITS FULL GLORY I THOUGHT
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I SMILED?
THIS DAY TOO HAS PASSED WITHOUT A NOTE LIKE ANY OTHER DAY.
PROMISES UNKEPT, WISHES UNFULFILLED.
IN DESPAIR I WALK ALONE, NOW I DON’T KNOW WHERE TO GO
THIS VERY THOUGHT SICKENNED ME
WHO AM I?
GOD? DEVIL? ANGEL? OR HUMAN?
BUT I NO LONGER KNOW WHAT HUMAN MEANS
LIFE IN FACT IN THE GRATEST MISTAKE;
OR ELSE HOW COULD I CONDEM IT THIS WAY.
IN THIS VERY DESERTED STEET;