Dead life

i never knew that such innocence
could be a burden to the heart,
and lying eyes
could pierce the deepest corner of the soul.
The care i wanted so much to give,
in fact blinded me and made me fall.

love and trust seem to be fiction,
a chapter in a story book,
for people to read and carelessly search for
but unfortunately never find.

i once felt like i was one of the fortunate,
but sadly i deceived myself,
only to find my hopes trickle down my cheeks as tears,
to be washed away with the rest of my hatred and unwanted sorrow.

the wind,sky and stars seem to be my only solace and comfort,
the cold breeze numbs my pain,
leaving my eyes dry and swollen.

hopefully in days or years to come,
i will join the diamonds of the sky
and watch over other restless souls,
wander the land in search of meaning,
only to come to the realization of a dead life.