From this day forth a lonely wanderer I am,

Strolling on the path from nill to nowhere,

Burned bridges behind, emptiness ahead,

Life no longer suits me,

Alone I roam my path.

Haunted by my own madness

Scared and lonely

Time turning pages in my book of life

But no one writing anymore

Blank pages of a blank solitary life

I am alone

It does not get lonelier than this

I shall not return in this life

I’ll never be alive again,

Emptiness tearing me up inside

One tiring step after another

I’m beyond reach, beyond help

Vast and eternal darkness surrounding me

I am alone

26-12-2008 om 00:00 geschreven door Tigana