Surrounded by Emptiness, My eyes wander, Someone who stood by my side Has been ripped apart by wings of time.
He sacrificed everything for me, But I compared it to my soul, Loathed with selfishness. Advice he gave me, Were his experience penned through his words, But I retorted in disbelief, Assuring him his experiences were faulty.
He was tired but patient to listen to my story, I never took out time to walk up to him. For him my fall was his shortcoming, My loss was his mistake, My tears, his heartbreak, But my success never his compliment.
Now I acknowledge his presence, But in vain, pillars are digged of his absence. His beliefs were true, mine a mistake. His smile is a past cause my rage was fake, His eyes a map, mine a distant place, His body a temple, mine nothing more than a grave.