You have been generous with gifts
Family, friends, companion pets
You offered me a chance to be redeemed
But salvation was lost in the mist
Lived a life of deep regrets
My life is one
That I have no desire
To pretend, or portent
No desire to forget
I've been lost
As if I am Azrael
Begging to be kissed
And you refuse
My sorrow is never fading
I am awaiting
To be released
