Blurred how life gets with time.
Unclear, Unsure, Unsettled.

Gone are the peaks and valleys.
Gone are the people who shared,
An irreplaceable life-together-alone.
Leaving scars of their memories on this ground-the path,
For them to regret, bemoan- *disowned.

Changed how priorities get.
Changed how affection retreats.
Changed are those who promised
-promised to never deceit.

It's a dark, deadly feeling of despair.
Rising in my heart through the veins, through the nerves.
And around the cold, numbing, bitter air.
Entering the hollows of my being, where my boundless feelings kept* -
reserved.