I am out of illness, I am out of love.
no more obsessed by devilish lust .
I am thankful to Gods ,
to the Nature that's just.
They have cured my madness ,
he's not on my mind.
He was using me badly ,
I fulfilled all his urge.
He was laughing at me ,
even could ridicule.
I am so much older ,
the skin is so wrinkled .
eyes don't shine any more
there's no sparkle in them.
I will go on living,
will enjoy every moment
solitude is not hard
if it was made of choice.