No Hope
I hear footsteps echoing,
Emotions burning in my head.
What were the wishes lost in the fog?
Memories haunt the torn soul.
An empty soul, tears rolled off,
Eyes sunken in dark trenches.
Frozen, trapped in the moment of you,
Time floats and flows like a torrent,
With a hazy horizon burning in the wounds of desires.
I hear the paddling of cycles,
And see the greenery along the lane,
But now thorny roads to you hurt my feet.
Untold desires draw me back,
Tears rolled down.
© L o s t S o u l