Held on words that drip out with mystery,
Yet it holds value, a promise to pursue.
A hollow shell, with scales that reflect,
Your reflection deepens along with regret.
Failing to understand the gimmick that laughs,
A warm smile often reflects the day.
Loneliness stands between the wall you’ve created,
Thick but brittle, so high yet it peaks short.
Falling from such a height, a slip upright,
In a well with no grip and your head feels light,
Darkness envelopes and hinders your sight.
Wails of pompous yearning and longing,
Staying along the path, with morning singing,
Giving and taking everything,
For as long as we breath, we live the beginning.**
