There are soo many stories, I wanted to paint with you went down in vain,
There are soo many journey, I wanted to live through with you never came,
There are soo many dreams, I wanted to touch the stars which now don't make sense,
There are soo many nightmares, just nightmares turning to reality today,
where is my make believe world where everything was perfect, where there were smiles and joy,
where laughter was the only echo in the valley of my life,
where the skies were always blue and occasionally painted with clouds of your being,
where are the seasons which i felt change even in the coldest winter with just your touch
why is there soo much tragedy when all I wanted was a moment in contained in peace?
why is there a storm which is swaying me away?
why did I lose everything when I was rebuilding life again
what is this dream worth if it is not shared with someone who meant the world to me
what is this fight worth when there is nothing to hold on too
what is this life worth when everything just slowly breaks away,
I thought i would never be here, but I have been to all the places where I thought I never be,
some where nice but those i frequent are my nightmares I live...
Was it worth it letting go and walking away,  may be not today...
what did just I walk away from... I dont know....