My dreams used to awake in lands too far,
Where days were greener and a world too small.
Where thoughts desired words and smiles reflected happiness,
Where the songs of past got better with a coarse voice and the strength still didn’t fade.
Then, when things didn’t seem that way any longer,
The deserted smile, the agony and the unknown to the inside either.
Like ice cubes, life melts and slides,
In depths of it is merges,
Lost and oblivious to what it was,
A life to another ceases.