The end...

black is my coffee, burning hard my hand
stray is my soul, struggling to understand
dark was the night, before it came to end
blue is now my heart, with no heart to pretend
alone I'm here, trapped, no message can i send
empty space surrounds me, I've really got no friend
but sole is oh my wish...the rules I'd like to bend
the truth, i want it lied, it's you that i demand
it's you I'm thinking of, it's you i here for stand
your simple words and love i am here for to land
i want to throw my anchor and step upon your strand
but you have yet made one previous command,
you've found already a soul connected and
nothing really goes along with what I've planned...
i am afraid and cold, i guess this is the end...