When Will It?

from ashes to ashes
from dust to dust
the more my brain clashes
the more it will rust
the time my emotions bend
is the time my thoughts twist
love might be only a trend
but pain is on the list
feel a stabbing through my heart
my mind controls my vessel here
when are the good feelings going to start
my thought of you always ends in a tear

from ashes to ashes
from dust to dust
the more my mind stashes
the less i can trust
emotions drifting all to the end
i know my place i got the gist
hopefully one day my dark heart will mend
all situations end with a fist
the love is still there why did we part
lost it since then, nothing to fear
still walks away, what a nice piece of art
heart runs cold, no pilot, nothing to steer