Black Melancholy

A walk alone
Into the weeds
A foul smell
A taste in mouth
Is it something worth dying for?
And crying for?

I have an answer
Do you have none?
Ah! It makes me wonder
Silently crawls in my skin

Black melancholy
I am in, yeah
Breeding Mary Jane
Love of my life
Trance, a sweet little pain

Green is the color
On the death bed
I have no regrets
Opened up the window pane
For new pain, a new life

A life just began to fall
To stand up again, broken into pieces
On a t-U-rning road
Right now, right here

Green is her color
And pale is mine
Am I dead yet
Am I no more alive?

I feel like a puppet, in her hands
She binds me to herself
Never lets me go
Would you please set me free
For nothing is left for me

© rahul