A day away from the beginning of my life,
Which has not been fully lived.
A day away from my happiest moment,
Or maybe my proudest year.
A day away from the love I never met
And never truly had.
A day away from your sweet kiss
Maybe from my own eternal bliss
A day away from a future still untold.
But my head has gone foolish
And my heart- gone cold.
By Jennifer Barajas
A Dead Language 