Words exhausted long ago,
Ashes, remains of memories,
Empty shadows come and go.
Questions, I ask not,
Answers still haunt me,
Trying to rise, buried deep under,
Making a meaning out of Sea.
Taking a toll,
The mind black and bleak;
Hand me the Key,
Let me enter in peace.
The Snake sleeps,
Holds me in the room;
Steps to the Roof lost in mist,
Wander hither unable to find the Route.
