Is a world that is shattered still a world worth living in?
Is a dream that is ruined a dream worth having?
Is a heart that is broken a heart that should be used?
Is a home that is burned still a home worth using?
Is a family that is hateful a family worth loving?
Is a love that is lost a love still knowing?
If a friend that is spiteful a friend still worth befriending?
Time makes fools of us all, it ruins, it breaks, and it shatters.
Friends turn against you and loves become lost.
Homes burn and families hate.
Never you know when your time is out.
Never you know when your world will stop.
Your mortality will crumble and your heart will destroy.
Pain will consume you and love may forget you.
Choices you make are choices that haunt.
Always the what ifs and never the answers.
Changes and corruptions, powers unknown.
Is it fate?
Is it destiny?
Or is it simply life?

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Glacian, in the year 400 AF.