Now my eyes are covered by a solemn veil

My heart aches, and all of its love has grown pale

The once comforting embrace was lost to the night .

And the grief I feel obscures all light.

In the garden of Eden, sorrow walks by my sides.

Yet not just for my lost loved ones, but in myself it hides. 

On the pathways of vitality, I tread,

Feeling the burden of a soul that’s earlier bled.

I regard the living with greedy eyes

With my heart dulled, as the devil pries.

I watch their emotions, joy and tears,

Yet I feel detached by all of my fears.

Death’s cold hands fill my heart with despair

While all my peers remain forever unaware.

My earlier years are now a distant memory

For I am disconnected from this reality.

My heart may beat, but like a muted drum.

God’s marching band is turning me numb.

The grief I feel for myself obscures every thought,

The hands that pried now leave me caught.

Stay strong and live, they already said

Yet how can I live when I myself feel dead.