What life is had when all is lost?
What love when all is gone?
What lonesome feeling lingers yet
Knowing need to go alone?
What all comes when none is there?
What feeling from empty soul?
What solitude from angry stare
When all of nothing is the goal?
Wanting to go on with life anew
Stuck inside a mind of lead
Having nothing but nothing's hue
Knowing inside all is dead
