A death of a loved one
My Words will express nothing,
My Songs will never be heard,
My Movies never seen,
My Art never drawn, because,
I see with eyes that cannot see,
I hear with ears that cannot hear,
I speak to others without words,
I judge with information that is not true,
I use hands that will never feel,
I use a nose never sensible to the aroma,
I try and try and try again but still im doomed to her inevitable end,
I love to hate to love some more,
So i can once meet her again,
I cary riches yet still poor,
Because i know now that she Is gone
For thats a death of my loved one