All those good and bad things we did together are gone.
All those good and bad days we had together also vanished with her.
The only thing that is left with me is pain.
Pain in my heart pulling me harder like a chain.

Trying to raise my voice but only tears of pain are coming out.
Now I’m in the dry road of sadness.
I’m trying to reach home but the only reachable place is the dark tower of anxiety.
When I remember our memories ,my teeth and eyes get locked up by the key and all I can do is hear music of her singing in my ears.

They say one good thing about music is that when it hits you,you feel no pain but as for me,the pain got even worse.

The pain I had was as if she was dead.
I thought maybe someone,someday would figure out the pain I had,but nobody did.
The pain grew bigger and bigger until I got thinner,
And that’s when people realized that I had depression.