No Words

Lives hanging in the balance between here and the afterlife, life and death, only to realize their breath has already been taken.
  
God have mercy on this world, and the creatures that roam.  
   
No more words    
No more fly bird    
No more silver lining    
No more emotional binding    
No more desire    
Kill the flame dose the fire    
No more laugher    
No more wishing for the day after    
No more love    
No more hiding above    
No more sense of presence    
No more echoes from Heaven    
No more no more    
No more trying to even the score    
No more light    
No more, doing what’s right    
No more carrying on    
Drown the beautiful music of that love song    
No more opening my door    
No more bodies entwined to amour    
No more doing my part    
No more masterpiece works of art    
No more expressive tones    
No more answers from the ring tones of my cell phone    
No more hope    
No more sailing my boat    
No more smiles    
No more asking to stay a while    
No more sunrise    
No more wishing for a surprise    
No more set me free    
No more demands from mother’s nature’s creed    
No more my mind will soar    
No more knees hitting the floor    
Yes, to the afterlife