My cup runnith over with happiness for a short time that felt like it would never end. Then that cup became empty, now a broken man I can barely stand upon my own two feet. What happened? Why so sudden? The slow droplets from the cup cannot sustain life and soon I became dry, dry of emotions. Soon came pain, pain of being lost and alone yet again. In truth this cup will be passed on to another who may experience everlasting happiness, except for this man he is now longing for what he has lost in circumstances he could not control.
Where’d it all go?