the smiles have faded
his face is turned away
the leaves have all fallen
will there be spring again
everything is so meaningless
that even poetry feels empty
the words forgotten
the weight of writing a word
thoughts has stopped abruptly
and poetry feels so empty
will there be smiles again I wonder
will I feel the warmth again
will I look up gleaming again
but my face now is so empty
the worst thoughts creep in
haunting me from inside
i yearn for yesterday again
if i cant go back to yesterday
then i dont want to go to tomorrow