Stand Lone

Entity of dismay...

Awaiting for a sway!

Solely I stand lone!

Already wishing to be gone...

My thoughts slaying me!

Yet I hope to to be with thee!!!

Though it's none of what I can do...

Or that you wouldn't want to.

Exhausted by my astray hope ...

Wishing broken, to rend this thread of lose ...

In my heart it's hitting hard those sorrow voice!

Vain I stand with no choice!

Say me motivations

And console my inclinations ...

They barely reach my direful soul ...

Cuz, it's already loud with dreadful mourn!

As an entity of dismay, I stand lone!

Already wishing to be gone ...

From the sorrow voices of my own!!

By taking the breath of my soul!

Though it's none of what I can do,

Or that my astray hope wouldn't want to ...

I still stand lone ...

Horded by my sorrow voice ...

Vain, with no choice!