I see into the rays of light,
Birds that seem to call my name
The sight of you is all so bright,
But lost in what we proclaim.
I try to reach but no avail,
Can sway this burning ache of mine
Aside from all the tales Ive held,
Thee heartache are so sublime.
Thou hurt so much it is ensuring,
The light has slowly dimmed away
As clouds errupt and it is pouring,
All ties to arrange vanish today.
And I cannot preserve myself,
As I give you thy last look
My essence becomes ice shelf,
For all our journey I mistook.