Life

Nothing to say
after a lot of trial
walking down the bay
by nightfall gazing through the sky

Your face will surely turn sad
as you remember again
the memories's agony
nothing to gain

Nobody to pull your hands out
out, from the memories
cursing yourself
through time looking at the skies

Until one day, surely a hand
would bring you to a lovely place
that no man ever sees in his life
not just walkin long pace

forever.. just forever in that life