Dear Family,

My silent tears that no one sees

but not one yields the heart of keys.

My love not seen, not heard either,

my life is gray, my hope withered.

My bones dry and cracked, all life lost

but who shall pay the deathly cost?

My life is the cost, that is true

for the pain I caused to you.

Can never ever be debt free

for I was already past strike three.

Shall life be born again in bones, 

or stay lifeless like the clay gnomes?

Be recrafted or fade away, 

colors be bright or dull on clay.

Failure soon realized in my eyes

so much truth buried in lies.

My love lost in my heart grew deep,

of my crying heart, I must weep.

When my love fails, how can I live?

My love is now never to give.

I see shadows dance dance on walls

and hear crying in the halls.

The haunting of my heart 

will never from me part.

I see moon’s shimmer softly pass

on the shards of broken glass.

Acts of me inconsiderate 

causing hurt, I did not know it.

’Til I saw the tears well up in eyes

then I noticed all the goodbyes.

I lost all had ever known

and now I feel truly all alone.

I am sorry for hurting you,

but mostly, for loosing you.