Every night when reality hits me hard in chest
And I wake up all sweaty and breathless.
My mind warns me that you are about to go
And then realizes you are already gone.
My fight begins with my brain,
As I try to sleep again,
To be in a world, where you still exist,
Where you still laugh, where you still live,
Where I still love, where I still feel,
Where time still sleeps and we still dream.
But my head never heeds
To my wounded soul’s plead.
Now as I am looking at night’s beaded sky,
I wish I could ask for one more try.
One more chance to love you right,
One more chance to drown and then fly.
I remember how I wished when you were about to go,
If I could have one more second to live, some more sand to hold,
Few more smiles to make before I let my tears flow.
But you never looked back you never came home.
I never felt so helpless.
I have never felt this loneliness.
I am losing my mind and balance.
It’s not living anymore, it’s just and existence.