Grain of sand

Tons of days have passed.
I don’t wanna to look back.
Scream turned to whisper.
Now I can’t ever hear.

Can’t find sun below the sunset.
It’s hiding somewhere else.
My life is a night life
Till I will kill myself.

These empty streets are full of
Undisclosed pain.
And I’m like a dust sand
Now beaten by the rain.

I can’t even move on,
I’m nailed to the ground.
The only way to die here,
Without any sound.

I’m covered with pleasure
By leaf from the tree.
And one of gusts of wind
Sometime will set me free.

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