Take my last breath,
I have no need of it.
Let there be but silence,
within the lonely room.

A flower unloved dies,
its beauty fades away.
Earth becomes parched,
when denied the rain.

Trees, lifeless, ever still,
without the summer wind.
A soul without a body,
longs, for what use to be.

Eyes too blind to see,
reality to hard to accept.
Songs sung out of tune,
an end without a purpose.