Literature
Evanesce
A beautiful day, one like no other
The world seen in new light
Bright, lively, a summer's day to compare
A facade of a dying perception
The world was never like this, nothing but
A decrepit place of hopelessness it remained
Though yesterday held no more hope than today
It's only me who has changed
Three months; an early sentence
An evanescent fate; why?
The limit of time, the limit of life
Fulfilment was never in reach
Any regrets dormant within, unchanged
They stay with me forever
So today I will cherish, a beautiful day like no other
Today is but a memory, of what will never again be