So here I am again,
Lying still on my bed.
Thinking of these days,
When you were alive.
I stopped living that day,
I never knew the reason why.

It is just weird to see,
Those dead moments.
I wish I could go back,
To find that only reason,
Which I lost a long time ago.

So now I am writing on this paper,
The only words that died days ago.
I wish I could say them once again,
To stop chasing your ghost in my head.

In a better world to live in,
In a better life than this,
I will tell you all.