Mystery

Everyday, I watch the sun rise, In the hope, that it will bring a surprise Eventually, though I do realize That it can bring only darkness and demise... Since I met her, I've been anticipating Now, when she's gone, my life is dissipating. When it began, there was love, tender and care Only to end up in agony, fury and flare. It feels like my heart is hit hard by harpoons, While, my head is …

…with my strife. Whenever I try to rise, I fall back due to the high price. In this web, I am a small cut part, Who is looking ahead for a whole new start. Weaknesses are all I profess, And this is all I have to confess... So, is this all that life can be? All to do with sadness and misery... I've always wanted to be free But, my life is still a mystery.