I loved, I cried
I wept, I sighed
The tears were tides
That became harbingers
Of the ocean of my life!
My life a lie
Soaring high
Amidst the fantasy
Of dreams
Now seemingly
High and dry!
Foul cries the soul
Assuming that I play a righteous role
But alas,
The soul could know
That I need to shed the mortality
To relive the life of a soul!
