Tragedy

Plastered to white walls
Silver linen dreads of life
Cut by the cat's death nail
The lonely one that can survive

Bright eyes that shine
Emotionless devoid of a sight
Grass can grow without Nept's water
Though trying is a tough fight

We all want to
Go against the bloodied rules
Several tiles for jumping far away
But it is life that duels

On the dark night
When lighting fails its shine
A smile will inform new roads
To know all is fine