To live

A feeling i hear, softly whispered
With words none respond.
As the air grows cold, people walk,
On lanes and run!
The sweet smell still lingers,
In memories,  i will someday forget.
And darkness still stays in
The hand that reaches out.
Afraid i look back,
Among days to search for somethings.
Then again i say,
I wish i knew.
Confused i go on,
Where the waves drown the heart,
And i am back again,
To suffer and live.