Beautiful Strife

I lament over the passing of thee Privately, not for eyes to see Shall I write not say a word This world a cold cruel place. Your path one of beautiful strife Many unaware the glory of life So many quotes they say absurd This world a cold cruel place. My face did sink in untimely passing Shall I eat or go on fasting How I want this feeling to purge This world a cold cruel place. On the brink from smelling the ash We cannot bring back the past Emotions hidden not let to surge This world a cold cruel place.