A window is a beautiful scenery.
It portrays that in every heartache, there is always light.
Yet there were bundles of misery,
Where light could not pass by.
A swirl of pain digs deeper,
A cry for help-
You want to shout louder.
No one even noticed,
You lost the bliss.
Those smiles were just flashbacks of euphoria;
A collection of happiness for a while.
A vintage feeling-
warm and sunny,
You cannot help but look back.
Coated by loneliness,
Smoking fire with cloudy ashes.
The rays that gives hope,
Becomes blurry and it's way too hard to cope.
