I've lost my rhyme, – the lie's been said much, –
Called you again to find your scent,
But there's no you and us, but silence,
Don't cry upon my cold grave.
I've lost my love, not once, but many,
I've hoped to find my getaway,
But there's no cure for heart of raven,
There's nothing left for me to stay.
I've burned my world to burn your hearts now,
Though I still try to find a verse,
There is no line to catch my sorrow,
But only me and you
My curse.
11, April
2017