Alone
The air is dry
The wind keeps blowing
Everything has vanished
But somehow I keep going
No more people are here
The sun won't shine
My voice is gone
Yet I look for a sign
Still it's barren
Nobody is around
Yet here I am
Still looking for the reason
I am bound
Now it's empty
Everything's in ice
Not one thing is here
Except maybe a scythe
I keep it with me
Without any emotion
I strike without any remorse
With least commotion
Now no one's here
I'm alone
Sometimes I wish
For someone to come
But it's not possible
Even if they are here
I will still be alone
Fore no one knows
If I am near
They all wish to be alone
But they no not the despair
The feeling that no one but you is there
Though I am imprisoned
Fore my fate has already been sealed
With the mark of pure Misery