Damp fog sneaks around me, that I can't breath,

Whilst never spelled words echoes in my ear...
I'd speak my Sorrow, but nothing more it would be,
Just a drop of water in an endless sea.

A bitter whiff whirls over my shoulder,
Taking my youth, my light, making me older.
In the ocean of sorrow I'm a lost refugee,
.Just a drop of water in an endless sea