Dying

Him, dying under the ashes,
Looking at the tall rising sun
Which grows, as if its life had begun
Since this man would have known his blemishes.

An unknown strength came and went
All along his soul, all along his mind
To leave him alone, to help him to find
Why in this strange place, he has been sent.

"I've lost my love, I'm only loss,
Let me die, and forever, let me doss,
I want to reach my peace, to find anew my heart,

Which has burnt in silence : it is hopeless, painful."
He was there, raising his arm, but still hopeful
That the skies' king stops to make them to be apart.