When many a day passes you by,
you feel the sorrow slowly building inside.
Sometimes you just have to stop and sigh,
and wonder if life is just a big fat lie.
When others take a look at you,
they see someone who is never ever blue.
An enigma who seems to know no fear,
and has yet to shed a single tear.
But taking a look at the man in the mirror,
a feeling of emptyness builds from his gut and liver.
As the glow from his eyes dissipates,
he seems ready to resign to his fate.
The path ahead loams into the shadows,
and he ventures ahead as the wind mellows.
Even without a single stream of light,
he vows not to give up without a fight.
For through the darkness he must go,
in order to reclaim what's left of his lost soul.
To be able to find what was lost,
he was willing to pay at any cost.
For true happiness he has never found,
even with all his friends and toys around.
As the shadows consumed his sense of sight,
he also lost sense of wrong and right.
An empty shell he has now become,
Feelings of joy and pain were all now numb.
Created to be one of the best,
he now falls apart creating one big mess.
Anyhow written on Apr 17, 2009 at 12:22 PM
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