The Lost Soul

The lost soul -- S.I.Khan Let him know, the slow besprinkling of my life I was completely drenched with his love in rife... His existence meant heavens to me Let him know, I’ll be no more without him, to strife It’s hard to pass lonely days in lights so dim Even harder to spent nights lost in dreams of him Calling out his name aloud or presenting him with a visit... Are the days seems nowhere to return, yet alive in me..., tell him! Still if he doesn't wanna be a part of me, in me...around me... My lad let him know the grave I’m going thru, gruesome cries I make... Tell him, I’m letting him win all the wins he couldn't take And accepting defeat for him ...in every face of life... Let him know, I lost ...lost his love...my life ...my soul And I’m no more...