Sadness overflowing
but the wind just keeps on blowing.
Never mind what has been lost
not caring – grieving – what is gone.

Seconds, months and years may tick by
but all I feel is this void inside.
It’s been left empty and dark,
cold without your warm heart.

To the world it’s all the same,
what is one person in this great game?
What consequence can one persons death
have on such a big place?

But it does not matter,
I do not care,
if I am selfish
for wanting you here.

Let the world move on
not pause for your death.
Let the wind blow
even after you’ve left.

But for me the world has lost its charm.
No more sun in this broken heart.

Please, feed me warmth and love and life!
I can take no more of this cold hard fight.