Still life

blue haven of fading stars
angry clouds fill distant scars
lonely bird across black seas
missing flowers, trees and bees

quiet mornings, empty cars
crowded cities, streets and bars
hollow people, hollow talk
perfect day to quit your work.

traffic lights like rainbows froze
no one can explain the cause
everything feels like a dream
all but two things: you and him.

found an ending for our story
good or bad, forget the glory
when your heart gets sterilized
it’s your pen that’s paralyzed.

dull feelings, neglected sighs
love is canceled, no more fights
apologies for all the strife
after death there is still life.