Trapped in the routine,
we become mean,
forget about our kin.
Nothing matters until we win.
Final moments become eternal regrets.

Isolated, alone and without a cry,
that is how she chose to die.
Diamond, the dog who did not say bye.
Death may be silent...
but the trail of sorrow is so violent.

As light from the eyes fade,
an all too familiar shade,
even corpses resonate past love,
time helps memories shove,
in our youth we are immortal!