I am no one here.
I am nothing.
If I shut my eyes,
Would I disappear?
I am breathing,
Yet, do not feel right.
Eyes open with no fear,
I grasp at any light.
But, darkness comes near.
Soon, I\'m releasing
All my empty life
Into the void of drear.
And it feels so right.
There is no remedy here.
No turning round in time.
Only the beating,
In melancholy night,
Of a heart pleading
A sorrowful crown of mine.