What's Left

It seems that time has taken its leave of this place and all that is left are the memories and hopes for the future.

The phantom smiles stain my eyes and the distant laughter rings in my ears.

I realize then that life has been lived here and I would not change that if I could.

Blissful Sadness

to love
to all things in this world that are painful
to struggles
to rewards
everything mixed
good and bad
eternal shadows in the light
immortal flames in the dark

How strange we are
those who feel
we think we are alone
we are never alone

petty and beautiful
complex and aesthetic
bored and busy
familiar strangers
blissful sadness