• Looking at you now, in this fragile hourglass
    Sands that fall in specs of time
    Counting down to the return of reality
    The ripple in the pond that disfigures the image of a past
    Not even the crystal reflection can turn down time
    As time itself is unstoppable not by emotions
    Not by actions, not by thoughts and regrets
    The awkward emotions that are born from the fiery eyes
    That through a encounter of sight can pierce to my heart
    Broken or disfigured image of the past
    A simple smile that can calm the ripples in the water
    A simple word that can truly break through times chain
    Yet it is unsaid, yet it is undone
    Must a hope be carried
    Even when the sand that holds it is blown through the wind
    Drops of tears that are drained and broken
    Even before it can reach the visible time
    Words are meaningless, this world is meaningless
    Meaning was taken from me when reason was obscured
    Reality was vanquished when dreams were the sweet reality
    What is the purpose of being if being has no purpose
    But to find purpose in a mirage
    Is to find the oasis in the sandy desert
    That which gives meaning to reason
    And calms the storm in its darkest hour
    That which is what man fights for
    That which is the purpose to live
    The pursuit of inexistent dream
    And such happiness that can turn the hourglass
    The soothing wind that calms the ripples
    And the sweet sent that carries life to a future
    Where the dream is the only reality
    Where the world is no longer seen as a prison of suffering
    But rather a forest of hope and a pasture of happiness
    Where the chains that disfigure and choke a bleeding heart
    Are broken and the healing sent of emotion involves it
    The heart is once again as one filled with light
    Where choice is the only visible path
    Defined through a better future
    and miss judged by the human mind
    if thy had not loved obsessively thy has not loved enough
    if a kiss has never broken through thundering tears
    thy has not loved enough
    if a embracing touch has not driven chills that resonated through your body, thy has not loved enough
    If you were never willing to give up your life for a single moment that made your heart fulfilled as once was
    Thy has yet not loved enough
    Yet love is a simple word
    Not a action, not a feeling nor a choice
    A simple word that carries a single meaning

    A single meaning that carries a lone purpose
    A single purpose that gives life a reason
    The pursuit of love itself
    that which carries meaning to all actions and sentiments