I struggle to explain what it is I feel.
Deeper than sorrow. Deeper than despair.
Nothing I see or touch or hear seems real.
I'm apathetic. Besides this, I don´t care.

Is it obvious life has lost its appeal?
There is nothing good left for us to share.
The only thing I want to do is kneel.
Of too many sorrows I am aware.

Suffering and struggle are on my side.
Where have goodness and mercy wandered to?
Shouldn't they always be chasing the bride?
Why hides my precious? Why hides my groom?

All these days we have tasted so much rain.
But I keep wanting breath and sleep and champagne.