Swelling face, which sees no light,
endless pits, forever descendant.
Caught your knife, skin of thorn,
pierced by arrows, yet love’s lost.

A journey awaits ahead of us. Set sails, for the unknown. For it’s a long road, not rid of its obstacles. Songs of joy comes with tears of sorrow, always inclusive. Here’s hoping for lasting moments. Don’t let yourself down. Think of these, as you fall forward in time, into a leap of faith.

Reflective suffering,
all so meaningless.
Life's but a reminder,
of how much it hurts.