I count my steps as I stroll down the road
firmly I grip in my hand a letter
where its words sung like a continuing sad song
at the tip of my ear
As I go further and further down
your words start
echoing, sailing and conquering
the emptiness of my thoughts.
My tears are falling down
and I can't stop from the emotions
to control my dying soul
trapping it with sorrow and sadness
I start to count my steps faster
and the remembrance of you are getting dimmer
I wish I could smile
I wish I could not remember
I wish I could move forward
without looking back at my remorseful steps
And finally at the end
I start forgetting
where is the letter?
Oh, it might had slipped.
Why was I here?
I could not remember why.
So I guess,
It is a good start to walk a new lane
and I hope this one brings me to a better destiny.