Dead Soul

I’m standing alone.
Where there is no light
All I have seen is a dark night.
The nightmare becomes the dream.
And
The horror becomes love.
You’ve fallen for a thunderstorm.
While searching for a blossom
I’m standing alone.
Where there is no fight
All I have learned is flight.
Life has become a curse.
And
Death becomes the gift.
You’ve chosen a nightmare.
While searching for a dream
I’m standing alone.
Screaming
Crying
Shouting
My noise doesn’t reach you love.
All I can do is wait for the gift.
Look back!
Look back!
Look back!
And
Find the dead soul trapped in the living.