BOOPIE

Once a vibrant soul, full of dreams and might,
Now a man lost in a desolate night.
Through shattered hopes and broken wings,
He whispers softly, the pain that stings.
His eyes, once bright with a fiery glow,
Now hollow, reflecting an empty shadow.
Time"s cruel hand has stolen his flame,
Leaving him aching, without a name.
His laughter silenced, buried in the past,
A broken vessel, once strong and vast.
He yearns for purpose, a reason to be,
But in the depths of despair, he can only see:
"Now I"m nothing," his voice cries in despair,
A heart shattered, burdened by the wear and tear.
Yet in this darkness, a flicker remains,
A glimmer of hope, to release his chains.