the dim part of my life

the unseen part

I have drifted so far
everywhere I look
I see the same image staring
back.
The moment seen yet unseen
the burst of joy so concealed
tears filling like a filling of a jug
yet never quit make it to the edge of the eye
The face so fair and so soft
wrapped with the winter's coldness
so cold...
so cold even when the warmth of the sun
beams to its fullest

The hardship never seem to end
regardless how many people passes me by
The emptiness is still consuming

For every beginning there is an end
but life at this moment
I am stuck
stuck in the past
worried about the future
distanced from the present

Through the journey that I have wondered
unconsciously
It is a road set before me long before
overcame a lot of things
conscience and unconscious

searching for a sense of belonging
going far and wide just to feel it

feel appreciated

Stumped across the most beautiful thing
but I could never feel the sense of worth which I want to feel