From a cradle to the coffin!

And then there comes one of the nights,

When you feel the entire purpose of hope,

is to transcend you to the lack of it,

that you’ve been knocking on the wrong door,

all the time,

and the room was empty,

that is why the sound was profound,

the hollowness didn’t only resonate the other side,

it was filling you to the core as well,

And you mistook it for something real.

The mirror still stares back at you,

with the same intensity and the guile,

but you can’t look at it again,

as you know, what you wanted to be years ago,

is a dream of the past now.

The warmth was never there in the air,

it was the lack of chill,

but your spine is full of it now,

and so is your heart!

And then there comes one of the nights,

when you realize the plain truth,

there’s only one path that trails from a cradle to the coffin,

and it’s called life,

all you have to do, is take another step, towards the inevitable fate!