Where am I going? There is no sign.

There is nobody to make sunshine.

There is nobody that I can trust.

There is no proof that ever is just.

There is no desire; there is no game.

There is nobody but me to blame.

There is no death, and there is no grave.

There is no power to pray and save.

Where is this place that I am going?

Nothing seems real; there is no knowing.

There is no trace, and there is no clue.

They promised heaven without they knew. 

Within my mind, I am so lost.

The pain, I learned it, is my cost.

Haloo

10/2015