Till the day I die

Sometimes I still lose my mind When the wine runs dry When the ocean devours me For a moment I'd cry Though not with tears Just dreams and empty beers Just treading water For a moment I try Still I love and still I lose My mind in the winds of silence I am floating now Why? Sometimes I think I should not write But some unknown force compelles me Some spell some word that I'm looking for Until Schizophrenia; Till the day, I die.