Drinking sorrow with my left hand rubbing off my tears;
Unable to breathe fully, mind in distress;
Hopeless wait for you to return,
Now in chains, with pain strangling me entirely; I know you won't be reborn.
Thought I'd have a day more to say my final words,
I felt pierced with the sword, every day I prayed for you to stay in this world;
Nothing great, nothing good, I feel paralyzed; I can't lift a foot forward.
You assured me that you'd not say goodbye;
Yes, you didn't, you just closed your eyes;
So you lied with sweet words of assurance. I wish I could pay the insurance, just so that I can hold your hands.

Why can't I go...