Why

[Deacon Dex]

I told myself a thousand times
never again not ever.
I think of you a thousand more
and a thousand times I wonder
What did I do
What did she say
That such torment I must suffer
fleeting joy to be ingored
A hint of hope so sudden dashed
asunder
Continue searching remain resolve
The Quest is half the prize
Trust one day the circle closed
Dreams fulfilled and realized

[Regnak]

Very nice writing man, a very nice effort to translate the song of the one who embraces the fangs of loneliness yet another time, but who knows for in the end only love can prevail.