Stolen Life

Once vibrant and cheerful but now sombre and grey, the room of beating hearts has been tainted with pain and needless misery. A life once cherished and loved silenced by the unpredictability of the forking of roads once full of determination and strength. A life has been stolen by the cruelty of the essence of time. Tears are shed almost endlessly, like the elegant flowing fountain found within a blossoming garden. Happy memories become painful to remember, like pointed nails stabbing in to my delicate skin. Grief, confusion, and anger all roll in to one like a congealed mess suffocating my very thoughts, a life has been stolen from this world leaving nothing but ashes behind. Although now pain is my only friend I know one day I shall be reunited with that cherished life for darkness is destined to transform into light. Dedicated To: Samuel McLean