The Past

The journey that was incomplete, A world no longer serene. The path that was unclear, The destination which was not achieved. Lost battles, unheard cries, Fading hues and fallen skies. The love that pained, The lies that were sweet, The beauty that was unashamedly destroyed, The violence; unrestrained. Lost petals, crumbled leaves, Lost spring and shrouded moon. The betrayal that hurt, The death that parted. The sorrow; unbridled The cold melancholy. Memories, feelings, the regrets and agonies; no longer shackled. The cracked heart, the parched soul, Teary smiles, broken glee— Unhealed. Unmendable. -vagabond