Life is no longer whole,
Like plans without a goal,
Or a map with a hole.
Without you, life has lost its reason,
As if your disappearance is a treason.
The fire in my heart,
My passion to depart,
Are both killed and torn apart.
Maybe I should just forget it?
Let the pain conquer my spirit,
Submit.
All was fine for a bit,
But like a bullet, the time hit,
Your fire, blazing as bright as the starry night sit,
Unlit.