Used To

You used to be my home, a tranquil one  Now I feel alienated before you embarked  I keep hearing a graveyard kind of voices Maybe that's where I belong without life  For what's life without love? You used to be my safe haven  A safe and serene place I could go when I am numb  Your words were like the sounds of wave so calming and serene  But I could only relate with you in the past now  Maybe that's a way of telling the world you used to love me You used to be a delight to my eyes  And a reason for my art  You were the garden I found solace  Where beautiful Species of flowers just like you are grow You used to be a walking poetry  But now you've ceased to be one  O! What a good time it was.