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X: It fizzled to dust...

It fizzled to dust, or did it even exist
The mind struggles to see through the mist
The reality or imagination created the sparkly dust
The heart doesn't see sense, but the brain must

Something was most definitely there
A feeling so unique, so beautifully rare
I was completely lost in a world of my own
Nothing needed to be seen, nor shown

But time played it's part again
Or did it really save me from the pain
But that is what I still end up feeling now
Hoping one day I'll be over it somehow

For now I must learn to embrace
Take things slowly, and try not to race
See things clearly to set the right pace
More difficulties in future I'll face


XI: More difficulties...

More difficulties the future will bring
The heart can't always jump, dance and sing
The brain will prepare for the terrible notion
But the heart won't cease to bypass the emotion

I look around to see the world
Feel like in my own universe I'm curled
Had it not been for the life so cushioned
I'd be stronger and perhaps less disillusioned

But what is life without hopes and dreams
Even though happiness is not as rosy as it seems
But it's that something after all in the end
That's makes everything seem worthwhile, godsend 

So what if too long it didn't last
Can't simply lock it up and put it in the past
After all it's a part of me
And in my heart it will always be


XII: In my heart it will always be...

In my heart it will always be
The light at the end of the tunnel I now see
But it wasn't that I was afraid of the dark
Was the conflict in emotions, contrastingly stark

Today I feel stronger, both in body and mind
Though the happiness is gone, any of its kind
True happiness now doesn't really matter
There's simply nothing left on life's platter

The brain knows it won't always be the same
Smile and tears are both part of the game
But it most definitely wasn't a game for me
Even if I could feel things weren't meant to be

Enough time's passed, I should move along
If the road ahead's rocky, I'll need to stand strong
New found vigour, but still the sad star
Dreams and hopes will never be on the same par
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