They say there lies a heaven beyond the land of grief, but I say each time I drown, I am lost in an ocean, so gloomy and dark.
They say when spring arrives, joy will fill the air with song and life, but I say my autumn stretches endlessly, filled only with images of you and me.
They say the monsoon will come, shedding drops of joy, but I say my soul thirsts, endlessly craving a shower of love so sweet, yet so elusive.
They say the cuckoo sings and the sun rises in the east, but I say the sun always sinks into my wilderness, leaving my soul incomplete.
They say silence is the best companion, yet I find that silence only brings the pain of memories, sharp and unyielding.
They say hope for life is the true spirit, but I say my life has been a wrath ever since, devoid of peace or reprieve.
They say it is morning when the blue sky kisses the peaks, but I say the sun always sets in my life, leaving everything misty and uncertain.
They say the rainbow is the apparel of the eve, yet I say the dark night has a life that stretches into eternity, with no escape in sight.
They say smile, for you are an unearthly beauty, but I say I am a grave of broken promises, shattered dreams that never took flight.
They say life still has a long way to go, but I say my path is trackless, my destiny lost to the winds of time.