Beautiful Agony IV

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