An Imperfect Journey
A cold sea of tears in the eyes,
There is a cold ash of kindness in the heart that never dies.
I had settled the dream of this beautiful world in my eyes,
never letting the dark shadow of deceit rise.
A life of fleeting moments, Where tears never appear,
A silent Pain within, that no one can hear.
This crying without tears is a strange kind of pain,
That lasts for centuries, with no end, no gain.
These relationships, friendships, and brotherhood, are left unfulfilled,
Where my character failed, my heart stood chilled.
Those gems now lost, to the infinite dark Abyss,
Which will never return, a moment I'll forever miss.
Never to return; without them, life is a curse,
A pain that grows deeper as I continue to immerse.
Those happy moments are now floating in the memories with endless pain,
Their joy was now lost, never to return again.
I will carry this imperfection till I lie in the grave,
lost memories, incomplete desires, and dreams left in the cave.
Now the words are lost, and the pages are still,
A silence so deep, no voice can fulfill.
