I cannot seem to ease my mind
Lost myself in long past times...

It is all in vain
The longing and the pain...

You think you can play me
But instead I'm playing you...

Although I stand on a mountain now
I feel as if I was real down...

Where the World is drown in Chaos
And the Sun sets towards Doom...

I want to say I love you
And need you so very much...

The tides are quiet now
My sea is calm...

Ink won't flow, blank white sheet,
Ungifted artist in urgent need...

Where does this river flow, that has no stream,
Carrying nothing but mere dreams...

You said you were blunt,
And too honest for your own good...