I am standing near where I used to be,
Watching the clouds crying on me.
It has always been as lonely as this,
Pondering some things that cease to exist.
Droplets of burden falls continuously,
Making me feel like giving up easily.
I know this is a silly thing to achieve,
Recalling the memories that come out in piece.
The pain within me will heal eventually,
So I’ll have to wait for that time persistently.
My mind asks everything that surrounds me,
But I’ll find a way in order to be free.