Mountains of choices, fields of regret, nrivers of hope that I haven't crossed yet.nDeserts of desire, valleys of shame,nthe dark gray clouds, they drench me with pain.nnCanyons of chaos, plateaus of proof,nwaterfalls shedding tears of the truth.nThe lakes they are lying, the ocean it roars,nthe bitter blue sky, away, away it soars.nnThe forests are failing, the roots give way,nthe trees kneel down and start to pray.nThe hills are unhealthy, the air is too thick,nthe plants they are choking and the flowers,nthe flowers are sick.nnI thought we were in touchnbut deep down, the guilt alone.nWe've hurt each other so much,nand now we both are dead.nnMountains of choices, fields of regret, nrivers of hope that I haven't crossed yet.