Bitterness

Once when everything was in rose-colored happiness,
Expectations,
Hope,
Future,
A desire for a new life.

Then,
When all of them were smashed in a tenuous obstacle,
An ostracizing feeling emerged.

It became a bitterness.
The feeling outgrow everything else.
Nothing matters anymore.
With bodies on the tide washed to and fro,
Shrouded in mist, unknown, within the gloom.

They tried with honour to replace the pain,
But to no avail.

As I paced through the memories,
I was beginning to understand,
That the bitterness held me up in the darkness,
And I played along.

Somehow,
Will this darkness,
This bitterness,
Will one day swallow me whole,
Making a blasphemous act toward everything?