It's never easy
to breathe easily
When one
whom you value highly
moves away from you;
Time walks so slowly
As it seems static and
reeling through...
You stop
being creative
and just pass time
Flippantly,
You keep counting
the ticks of the clock,
To just make yourself feel
That you are living diligently.
But it feels as if
one's life is barren
Without the cause
to live for,
It is truly a night
that comes and
continues
without any dawn.
