I wandered along in my dreary life, Only seeing the grey of this dismal existence. Holding onto fleeting resemblances of happiness, I have endured thus far by only a thin string. I have known pain and heartache beyond my strength, Yet I remain in the name of hope that more exists. Then one day I was walking along feeling sad, When I came upon a flower among the briars. Just as broken and bleeding as my fractured heart, I felt a connection to it and desired to keep it close...safe. So I took it in hand and held it to my heart, Feeling a closeness to this fragile and beautiful creation. Two sides of the same coin in all respects, Equal in our tragedy and in our love for the other. I would have cared for it in all things and in all ways, But the world envied the completeness that it gave me. I watched as this glimpse of true happiness was torn from me, Leaving me once again feeling incomplete and empty.