Foggy eyes
A poet with no voice
The snowflakes fall gently to the ground
In a day no one had ever seen so cold
A noisy single-tone sound echoes around
And the monitor shows a line flat and bold
The doctor gazes out through the window
Takes a deep breath as the winds blow
Raises his hand, as the others ceased
And announces the time it deceased
Devouring their nails
A tiny audience wait behind the door
Will soon perceive they failed
And his voice will speak no more
Every story will meet its end
His own came at a heavy price
His pain is now buried away from them
Secretly lying behind his foggy eyes
Shorten their pain is what he longs
He already organized all of his belongings
No more bills are now left to pay
He was already ready to fade away
A final letter handwritten in blood
Seals the tale under nails and wood
Everything is now made easy to comprehend
He lost the fight, but would never surrender
With the reasons on the table
Slapping their faces
They realized they never were able
To see his core behind the traces
Every story will meet its end
His own came at a heavy price
His pain is now buried away from them
Secretly lying behind his foggy eyes
At their desks, another day so monotone
It breaks the silence when the phone rings
No more his presence in the small things
Because finally he is gone
No one ever dared to speak a word
Saying they would have never expected
From inside their hearts, they all record
That happened, just like they suspected
Everybody knew but never believed
His pain would be strong enough
It is his way, like he always has been
There is nothing we should be scared of
Every story will meet its end
His own came at a heavy price
His pain is now buried away from them
Secretly lying behind his foggy eyes
They try to blame him for he resigned
He was too lame, he should be disguised
But nothing of this will make the difference
Because the winter took away his existence
Every story will meet its end
His own came at a heavy price
His pain is now buried away from them
Secretly lying behind his foggy eyes
Every story will meet its end
His own came at a heavy price
His pain is now buried away from them
Secretly lying behind his foggy eyes
After much has been said
And all of my words are true
I am now delivered from the pain
But Are you?