Abandoned by Ambitions

Abandoned by ambitions my lack of dreams looking up at the stars on a dolce cold night as cold as my vacant heart as glacial as my soul Open my stranded eyes tears roll down my cheek like its a mountain side leading to an ocean a sea of past regrets meeting travelers and wanderers Crusaders of the world hunting for brighter times before time takes its toll and the final moon of their life is reflected in their matt black pupils as their eyes fasten for one last time.