I Can't Go Back

A couple of years gone

You live no more

Except in dreams and resides in memories.

Somehow my wound at ease today

Even so I found no remedy to this scar bringing by your inhuman dead.

How regretful I am

Confessing to heaven to have her will.

If I have ever known

The make of my prayer has to welcome

The cruel blow of your dead

Never I will ask heaven to have her ways

Except begging heaven to pay attention on my wants.

Now I can't refund my prayer

Woe to me

On my knee I said it again

Death is inevitable

Surely I mind not for taken away my love

But how I wish Thou take away gently.