The sadness -
frozen tears fall down
the atmosphere is fragile
and we are made of glass
end up shattered if we live

Loneliness -
is not the lack of others
it is a failure of connection
to seek beyond oneself
something in me
something in you

Life -
born into slavery
chasing happinness with blindfolds
true happiness is not knowing

The end -
perhaps
the only blessing
that really counts