"I say goodbye to the grief, and to the tears that escape my transparent eyes every time I think of our fleeting memories together."

   I stare towards the ceiling in both my room and in my mind, for I sometimes see what lies ahead for me and those around me. What do I see, you ask? Well, I see the memories I used to have and I see how everyone else is more happy than me. More lively and victorious than me. More friendly than me. More together than me!!!! It's not fair! It's not fair that I have done so much in my life, but yet, I'm the miserable one. 

  As I pass down my corridor towards my chamber quarters, many broken shards are heard as I step on them harshly. Life shouldn't bloom so beautifully around me while I'm wilting in sadness. 

  I broke into my room and grab my journal. It's time for my emotions to become written and felt. As I dot my I's and cross my T's, I can see the power of my words coming alive and coursing throughout my region. Good....fell my pain. Hear my cries of mourn and grief. Feel my light and life splitting into two.


Hear...my......Cry!