Loneliness

I long for eternity
cause there I will meet
my unpainted pictures
and my unwritten songs
dying is but a movement
we all are where our heart is

a mere shift in the status
your body is but an object
a heavy burden for the mind
to take, to take along
dying is but a movement
we all are where our heart is

loneliness can take you where ever you want
loneliness is all around you