There is no joy in this life.
The colors of the world are now drab and faded.
My cup was once overflowing, but has since cracked and is leaking.
The soul of my heart is empty, and where it once beat is cold and hollow.
The path before me that was once so clear is obscured by fog and shadow.
I have become lost, and will look to the sky no more,
For I see now only the ashes of the earth
That I will return to.
Sean Foxx
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/betrayal-60/
