In the midst of this everlasting moment,
The world surrounding all in lament,
Getting by and going along,
Life is built sometimes proud and strong,
As well as lost and weak,
Even so every individual is unique,
Like unto each star that rests in the sky,
We have our limits that hold us back,
Burning bright for all others to see,
Although it all passes with time,
Something this good just couldn't be,
That star falls fast and hard,
Not knowing its course just crashing down,
Leaving it torn and scarred,
It lays restless as if it has drown.
