These Days

Looking at the past from a broken door

Wishing for a future that can’t be yours

Shackled by the words of despair,I dare not say

I am a prisoner of today, trying to find my way

I stand alone in a void these days

Hollow and battered soul slowly decays

Dry eyes heavy with stale memorise

Staring hard,looking ahead filled with worries

These days I fall and fall and just fall

I hope to shine before the final curtain call