I can't hear the whispering of the trees,
I can't feel the tall grass tickle my skin,
I can't smell the blooming flowers,
I can't taste the salty ocean breeze on my lips,
I can't see the good in the world anymore. 
I hear my quiet sobs while alone,
I feel the pain of lost hope,
I smell the blood of a broken heart,
I taste the bittersweet memories of us,
I see a vast emptiness inside me.