Words that bring no meaning;
Emotions that have no bearing.
Feelings I kept on holding…
Tonight, I find myself dying.
It’s already over before I even started;
The end of this chapter is plainly scripted.
I cry myself over pain and hatred;
Knowing the chance I selfishly wasted.
To contemplate is pointless…
To procrastinate is worthless.
All I have now is a reminiscence to cherish,
Fleeting, transient memories of bliss.