• Crying.

    Doubt surpassing all restrained emotions in a shambled afternoon, The trickle of sadness begins to overpower.

    Deep in thought of what is lost and what is not, brings forth an almost unbearable force.

    Holding back the urge to release the anguish is impossible as the streams of regret fill the chalice of the soul.

    Forever striving for a matter of infinite happiness, to only be confronted by our own miasma.