Scorched by the heated sun,
The wild flower dries up and is destroyed;
Blown into the wind.
Temptation has control once again.
I have failed.
But you smile.
Because life brings you pleasure.
What will happen when you stand and there's no ground under your feet?
Would you need me then?
I call upon darkness;
Hoping to find a strip of light that is within me.
But it has crumbled.
Again I have failed.
And you show no sadness.
I am weak and abandoned
Because I died inside.
On the outside, I hide it all.
And when the time comes
I'll feel myself fall.
And no one will save me.
I'm crying for my grave
Next to the willow tree where
The leaves wither and become new.
And you smile because I am free.